ROS Speaking

Wow..the title sounds like "This is John Galt Speaking;) Ok guys! When I wrote yesterday, that I am bidding a farewell to the blogging world, I meant for a "day";) and wanted to analyze why I wrote personalized details of my life? Is it because, I don't have respect for privacy? Needed to get answers to few "Why's" Why do I address my sister, my cousins, my friends and all the people who mean the world to me? Why do I have conversations between a mother and a daughter, between a three year old child and a 25 year old me? Why do I remember the conversations between a friend whom I am no longer in touch with? Well, Maybe I am reacting too much to what was said, but its not coz I dont care about those people, but coz I care too much so that what they say affects me. They are people who are special to me, thats why they are on my special page. Maybe, there is this little hope that someone whom I have lost long time back, might find me from out of nowhere. Its not coz of dishonesty, that I am here, but coz I am ruthlessly honest about my feelings and my judgement. Coz, I prefer introspection over speculation. Coz, I don't play blame games. Coz, I try to look within for the answers than to look outside. What I really mean to learn can be very well summed up by this song from Bee Gees "I really meant to learn Cos we're living in a world of fools Breaking us down when they All should let us be" Aur tum kya samjhe, I am gone for good?? No way.. I wont disappear like a loser..if I go, Ill go in style.. OK OK..Now I am not addicted to blogging but am addicted to this place, to the humor, to the fun, to the bantering, to the leg-pulling ceremony, to the male bashing and female pampering, to the peaks and troughs of emotions that we go through, that goes on in this place. Within two hours of posting that post, all my "Dearoo's" wrote to me..and Rik, sent me an e-mail, asking not to leave him alone on the moon..(Sorry, Rik had to mention you over here), and now I have third brother here:( Before, anyone else makes me their "Didi", I decided to come back. Yeh batao.Suraj kabhi chand ka saath chodta hai bhala? This whole space is like a stage and we all assume different characters and make the play a hit. The central theme here remains the same but only the role changes. I love being a part of it. For one night that I was away, I realized that I do not want to stop something that I have started. Just coz I stop writing does not make me disconnected from any of your lives. You have become a part of my existence and I would hate to lose you after coming so far. So here I am and I am for keeps "Forever and for always", until the time I run out of experiences. Maybe what I write gives that much needed ray of hope to someone. This platform pumps that fresh oxygen in me. Its coz I write for myself and not for others. And, No Vik, I wont stop writing even if I get married. The person who chooses to get married to me, better like what I write in here. If not he rather not be with me. Coz this space is me and what I am made of. This space means a lot to me. This is where, I unwind during afternoons when I write a post. This is where, I come and express joy when my boss is not around (just like now). Where, I can still connect with people from age of 15 until age of 65. Yes! One of my 65-year old Irish Professors reads my blogs, although he prefers to maintain anonymity. Where, the friends with whom I shared my every day life with back home read about my serendipitous experiences and quintessential elements of my life. Naah! I am missing way too much by not being here. For, a strange invisible bond connects the people here despite their discrepancies. Guys, a fun post coming soon..when I am done with my work! Until the time: Take the time for answering this:- "There are three words in the English language that end in "gry". ONE is angry and the other is hungry. EveryONE knows what the third ONE means and what it stands for. EveryONE uses them everyday, and if you listened very carefully, I've given you the third word. What is it? _______gry? "