I know I have been dead in the real essence of it. It wasn't intentional but whatever I thought is interesting enough to be going in here be it the match between Brazil and Netherlands when we 4 were supporting Ned and they won, be it the trip to Kerala for my dear colleague Richin's marriage and all the expertise that we had ;) or be it the recent trip to Kudremukh with my team, everything by the time got cooked up enough there was no hunger left. Anyhow some wise men like Murphy are there to prove things wrong and he again fits in aptly. Who would have imagined that a twitter addict like me who inhales tweets instead of oxygen would delete the account :O. I never did so did all the people in the vicinity but chemistry and nature are the ones who always stabbed me at the back.. "Ouch Reality Hurts" but yeah it gave me a topic to write about.
This blog is totally intended for two kinds of persons.
1. Who know me as twahul
2. Who don't know me as twahul
People belonging to the first category please read ahead. People belonging to the second category I am sorry but you can still read ahead and try making sense out of it.
Hmm! so people all of you out there who know me better as "twahul" than the name which was inscribed by my dearest parents, twitter is just a social networking site and there shouldn't be any catastrophic reactions to a person deleting twitter account. Hey Bhagwaan the number of calls and comments that I got is still a number to be defeated. Hope this 15th would be the day or else I better be doomed. BTW people who have forced an answer out of me don't believe any of those :). All that is the purest form of what people call "bull shit". The real reason is too close to my heart to be shared. So PLEASE STOP ASKING AS TO WHY I QUIT TWITTER.
Secondly I don't know why I am so mind effed these days. Everything seems to be in place in fact I am doing better than ever but still somewhere inside it hurts. Whatever it is, it hurts. May be its illogical, may be its insane, may be its a feeling that would sink but still while its there its making my life hell. Hope none of you reading this most ambiguous piece of mine would be in such a nasty state :). I blame it all to the vicious wishes of mine. Some one truly said "If only wishes were horses, beggars would ride".
Leave the last stanza to me and yeah finally I am back to blogging. Hope this would improve my indiblogger rankings :P.
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