RETRACTION.......

An unnaturally violent reaction from one of my dear friends made me title the post such and what anger....even Ivan the terrible will be put to shame and why so,for what else,my last post. He said that I don't have any right to criticize something which even I use on regular count and has got almost whole of the youngistan addicted. He further went on to advice me to retract my statements,or I may have to face angry reactions. Few emails in my inbox(I got readers....yippee) convinced me to do it. Just a few questions first.....

1. WHY should I succumb to wishes of some vocal and and forget the silent ones who may not be averse to me speaking what I want to......(smell MNSisation?????)
   
2. WHEN did I start preaching that it had the hand of the devil,I merely pointed out its integration with our life in a matter not seen before????
3. WHAT happened to the words "healthy criticism"?????

It is after I get these answers will I be able to take a decision on retraction........

Leaving all that apart and surely behind,I still maintain that in today's world we are slave to technology and cannot do anything much about it. Remember the pre-cellphone era when the good old landphone inside lady's hostel (1,2,7, pnb) and pco's outside AMC remained busy for most part of the evening(....and night). Not that anyone complained,it has merely changed it's form.Evolution is constant. We are either with it or against it(NO,I DIDNOT ADMIRE DUBYA). We however have to decide how much are we ready to take. While an apocalypse maynot be seen in even the distant future but I still wish that my friends would call me for a minute rather than post me 100 scraps. I miss you guys,scraps are not the thing for me. I don't want to you to abandon the future but please,for me,hold the past.

I just hope that you all readers understand......For me,a thing of beauty is joy for ever and nothing is more beautiful than us. I still remember the long gone days filled with laughter,cries,new finds,us and the roads that never ended....we friends rocked...............hope I get to live them again.

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ORKUT

After a night of wake(my most hectic night duty till date)was pleased to notice that I was a witness to the first fog of the season,not the maybe kind nor the 100 crashed vehicles kind,actually just the right kind. I m a 'cold' guy(mom calls me cold blooded,much immune to my protests and sermons) and firsts always have an attraction like the first girlfriend,cell,watch and all important the first f***. As I picked up my cellphone camera to capture the moment,a blinking low battery light reminded me that that I had for the umpteenth time promised to reduce orkutting(neologism) and failed to keep up. Stirring up the statistics,I came to know that was one of 10,000 daily visitors to Orkut,a number which is a third of Facebook (phew...). Now please don't say you heard it before,at least let me write what I want on my blog.With that bewildering info along with the crap you pick up in IOC hospital(like the nursing school has prayers at 5:30 AM,I had visions of Auswitch),returned home and pondered about why do I go about Orkutting,fanning and being party to the wars for most friends,fans,scraps,testimonials and what not. Like one of my learned friend said,guys find new gals to f*** and gals find new hope on orkut. I find it a little different,seems our tribal customs of herding and competition are getting unleashed,albeit in a civil way,collecting friends as collectibles or maybe tribe members. Seems like an anodyne to our broken social life where I don't remember talking to my father for 1 hour straight. God knows why I or for that matter one else wastes such a hell lot of time socialising when better options exist. I know quite a lot of guys who plucked the cherry thanks to social networking and now are having a hard time coming out of the net and the girl. Are we going slave to the new age socialising or is it just an outlet of our more ancient part of brain. I don't know but seriously care for my friends post scrap more than meet me,ditto for me. As said earlier my little cradle and me,are opening up but don't know if this is right but as Scarlett O' Hara,I won't think about it today,I'll think about it some other day when it won't feel so bad. More about that later,now let me send a friend request to that hot babe I just searched out......