Confessions Of A Blogaholic

Sometimes I wonder how life takes its treacherous plans, executes it on us, and does not want to tell us, about what happens next. What has my life amounted too? All of those 19 years of useless ranting around, watching TV, movies, wasting time eating, sleeping? Doing, thinking, wondering stuff, that make no sense. Until some years back, when the keyboard started making sense to me, when life came like a puzzle, half solved, when I couldn't resist to type, not because I wanted to type, but because I fancied people in fancy Hollywood movies and the speed with which they type. No, I did not attend typing classes, neither did I practiced typing. All I did was chat on Facebook, day and night, with friends and strangers alike. I started typing a lot, chatting with people from Hawaii, Boston, England, Canberra, New York, and people from different time zones all around the world. Their English varied, and so did the politeness, the way they type, the way they express themselves. Having gone through all that, now, I could pretend to be a smart ass guy from MIT, Boston, or a single working mother from New York. Moreover, pretending to be a Chinese person is effortless, as far as the other person does not turn out to be Chinese.

As far as my English is concerned, people find it hard to believe, but watch 3 Hollywood movies a day for a year, and your English would be appreciably fluent. Well, it worked for me. One good thing about the Television set, and all the movies I have watched so far. Blogging, on the other hand came as an interest to me all of a sudden. I did not learn to type, but I learned in the process of making new friends. The only reason I type, is because I feel better, when I put all that I'm thinking on a keyboard with a memory or a piece of paper. Writing with a pen never fascinated me, given my bad handwriting, but writing on the keyboard always does.

Now, as the clock strikes 1500 hours on the 5th of December, 2012, I'm not wasting my study holidays studying throughout the day. But instead, I'm doing what I love the most. Blog post. There are only 11 more days for the semester exams to start, and I know I've to study, but I've not yet started, because I could not start studying without typing all this onto a valid keyboard. Exams, what they do is, get into the brains of the people without a strong will, and make them study 19 hours a day, which ultimately takes a toll on their health. Give it a rest, maintain a strong will, and study one day before the exam, watch miracles happen. Because, it was meant to be this way, I do not know what happens next, whether this post becomes an Internet sensation or the world ends on 21^st December, but I try to make sense of it all, because I believe, LIFE was meant to be.
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