Can you believe Mayawati?The woman's antics make the likes of Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan and every other public weirdo as mundane as a hamster on its wheel. :P How she gets away with it is beyond me. I mean, is sycophancy that strong a force in the Indian psyche? Just when i was beginning to get used to the idea of her garland made of carefully crafted currency and her party's (party is a great word. But it think CIRCUS would be far more appropriate a word considering the clowns in it) so-called defiance to the muchly-envious opposition who is making such a big deal (so-unreasonably-really-now?) of it by the self-diktat that they henceforth, will only offer currency garlands, she goes and makes another beee-g issue.
It's not her. It's us. How can we possibly condone this? Our country is supposed to be, despite popular belief - despite the rat worshipping, despite our legacy of superstition, despite hundred other despites, a nation of rational human beings. How on earth do we just read about the crazy slash ridiculously extravagant slash obviously corrupt slash crazy all over again slash no-way-in-hell-could-she-be-affording-to-do-this-honestly things in magazine and just flip the page and go on to the next story! How does the establishment explain this? How low are her "wellwishers" willing to sink? Whatever. All that being said, I think she's more news worthy than all the denizens of the page three universe put together.
..AND MY DAD THINKS I SHOULD STOP SKIPPING ALL THE POLITICAL NEWS IN THE PAPER(WHICH MEANS I DONT NEED TO INVEST TIME FOR NEWSPAPER-READING.I get it done with a snap of a finger.BECAUSE THE PAPERS ALL HAVE SOME CONTRACT WITH THESE MONKEYSHINES TO COVER EVRY SINGLE INCH OF THE PRINT IN HONOUR OF THEM..ASTOUNDING.
ok,breathe.
This is why I stay away from politics.The dirt disgusts and angers me.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Look who found her way back to blogtown.
There are bad mood days and there are bad hair days but the worst of them,by far, are bad pen days.
Nope,writer's block isn't to be blamed for the obvious waning of my blogging activities.
I just didn't WANT to blog.I thought I was losing myself here..How much revealing of your thoughts and emotions is 'too much' revealing??I thought I crossed that thin line.People who read my blog and know the real Swathi and not just Blogger Swathi,got to conclusions that I am seriously deluded.
I didn't like my blog being talked about in real life.I didn't want people to think of the things I write here when I'm talking to them.That Swathi and Blogger Swathi are two different people.
Blogger Swathi says it as it is.Swathi keeps it all clogged up inside and finally needs to throw up,making a mess of things.:D
Well,it used to be that way till Blogger Swathi started to creep into Swathi.Swathi's now trying to master the balancing act and she's getting there.Slowly,but palpably.
Anyhoo,Blogger Swathi was making the inside story a little too 'out there'-making her look like an attention whore.That was the inital reason why I decided to give blogging a break.Then,came the antagonizing fact that I couldn't write with happy thoughts.WHAT IS THAT?It was almost as if the blog was yelling out to me-'BE SAD AND YOU MAY WRITE THEN.'I've lost count of the many times I came to this place with things to say but just felt my fingers stagnant on the keyboard.One time I came up with something as asinine as :
My new favorite colour is Purple..."
Nothing beyond that.
:|
Then someone came along and reminded me that when I look back on this blog,I want it to reflect my life.I don't want to find nothing but sad stories here.The blog deserves to echo the happier side of my life as well.Also,I wanted to be back badly because I liked the alter-ego i created for myself here.I like the way she writes-no fancy words that make you go google them immediately.Nothing much to brag about but atleast the song's mine.:)
How scattery am I being here?Do I make any sense?AT ALL?I haven't lost it.Its just a little eerie to be back with still nothing to say but the impelling urge to write.Now,do I sound like I'm desperately trying to write something which is turning out to be less than mundane?
:D.Well,you know what?If that's what you think,I DON'T CARE.My blog.My rules.Let me be presumptuous to think that you might actually be interested in what I have to say.And that you might be interested enough to follow my 'going in circles' trail of thoughts.You should know by now that I have this affliction of clutching my heart in my fist.So,If a little drama makes you cringe,you've got the wrong URL up there,honey.
:)
Lets see how this works.
P.S : My new favorite colour is Purple.And its been 4 months. ;)
Nope,writer's block isn't to be blamed for the obvious waning of my blogging activities.
I just didn't WANT to blog.I thought I was losing myself here..How much revealing of your thoughts and emotions is 'too much' revealing??I thought I crossed that thin line.People who read my blog and know the real Swathi and not just Blogger Swathi,got to conclusions that I am seriously deluded.
I didn't like my blog being talked about in real life.I didn't want people to think of the things I write here when I'm talking to them.That Swathi and Blogger Swathi are two different people.
Blogger Swathi says it as it is.Swathi keeps it all clogged up inside and finally needs to throw up,making a mess of things.:D
Well,it used to be that way till Blogger Swathi started to creep into Swathi.Swathi's now trying to master the balancing act and she's getting there.Slowly,but palpably.
Anyhoo,Blogger Swathi was making the inside story a little too 'out there'-making her look like an attention whore.That was the inital reason why I decided to give blogging a break.Then,came the antagonizing fact that I couldn't write with happy thoughts.WHAT IS THAT?It was almost as if the blog was yelling out to me-'BE SAD AND YOU MAY WRITE THEN.'I've lost count of the many times I came to this place with things to say but just felt my fingers stagnant on the keyboard.One time I came up with something as asinine as :
My new favorite colour is Purple..."
Nothing beyond that.
:|
Then someone came along and reminded me that when I look back on this blog,I want it to reflect my life.I don't want to find nothing but sad stories here.The blog deserves to echo the happier side of my life as well.Also,I wanted to be back badly because I liked the alter-ego i created for myself here.I like the way she writes-no fancy words that make you go google them immediately.Nothing much to brag about but atleast the song's mine.:)
How scattery am I being here?Do I make any sense?AT ALL?I haven't lost it.Its just a little eerie to be back with still nothing to say but the impelling urge to write.Now,do I sound like I'm desperately trying to write something which is turning out to be less than mundane?
:D.Well,you know what?If that's what you think,I DON'T CARE.My blog.My rules.Let me be presumptuous to think that you might actually be interested in what I have to say.And that you might be interested enough to follow my 'going in circles' trail of thoughts.You should know by now that I have this affliction of clutching my heart in my fist.So,If a little drama makes you cringe,you've got the wrong URL up there,honey.
:)
Lets see how this works.
P.S : My new favorite colour is Purple.And its been 4 months. ;)
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