Blahsphemy

The mind plays strange games with one, when it’s left to stray on its own. I have stopped worrying about tomorrow. I am not worried about the present either. Don’t know how long this phase will last. The future does scare me. Not as it used to a few years back. Is it escapism? I don’t know. I know that as I tread ahead I will meet the answers to all my questions. I know they are out there like a hornet’s nest waiting to be poked. I have survived another year without much damage that’s all I know. This year I encountered a new species of colleagues. The ones that recession bred. The ones who love to feed on the insecurities of others. The ones who have perfected the art of bitching. The ones who indulge in back stabbing. The ones who gauge you with selfish motives. The ones who think everyone else is dispensable other than them. The ones who have no real talent but can mask it from their recruiters. The ones who carry home a substantial package but still crib about how underpaid they

Y2K will be history in another 18 days! Can't believe how fast time flies. Feels like I started my journey only yesterday. Never ever thought that I will be outliving it, networking with friends over Facebook and Orkut . Tweeting my private thoughts via Twitter . Upload and share every snap via Flickr . Blog on Blogger or Tumblr . Forget it I didn't even think I will be owning a laptop , an ipod , a mobile phone or even access the internet via Wi-Fi . Whoever said everyday is a new day wasn't bluffing. I can vouch for it. Cheers.

What will I blog about, today? My current state of mind? My worries? My day? My family? My woes? What will interest you? Can you help me out? Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Can you feel me? Hey you, dont help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight… Pink Floyd  

Thirty days more to go for another year. Started the day with fifteen worthless facebook update alerts and a handful of spam mails. Dubai is on the verge of a meltdown. Is it? That's what the media says. All recruitment avenues seem to have been clammed shut. When will this recession recede for good? As always time will tell. Till then bide time. Hey, that will make a cute status update.