Truly Your’s……

Why am I writing this blog? Just because I want to!  Every six months I post an introspective blog, introspection could be about anything. It could be me, you or both. This times its all about you people. I am an utterly unstable person, very fast bored with routine; this is my longest stay at a place. Earlier used to be “Mysterious Creature” now I am myself, feel comfortable with my name.

Let’s start with Aameen.If you’ll ever come to know about his talents, you’ll be surprised. He can write about anything romantic, he can give romantic touch to any object, emotion or feeling. He can fill romance in virtually anything. It’s possible only when one is in love with himself, in love with life. His love is natural, universal it doesn’t depends on a lady for inspiration.

Shivani: whenever I read her I imagine things, situations, and surroundings. Her poems are read and displayed at the same time. She is simply marvelous when she selects words and emotions be it Marya or Moonlight Maiden. Sometimes I feel I haven’t read it at all, I should read it once again.

PK: It was rather a mysterious accident, when I came across his poems. On Iland where English rules I was pleasantly surprised to read Hindi, indeed a rare thing these days. I completely forgot that I used to be a lover of Hindi poetry. Suddenly I remembered my passion. Thanks to him. He possesses a hidden talent, to experience that one has to sit next to him. A very different person professionally, how he manages two streams together, I guess it comes from within. I wish I could tell you more about him that will simply amaze you. I must abide by the rules of trust and privacy.

Rahul: My favorite punch bag. His frequency of blogs irritates me sometimes, it’s difficult to read them all and comment simultaneously. I keep his blogs in pending. I haven’t seen such variety on any other page. God only knows how he juggles so many issues, must be having 20-30 grams of extra brain. You know Rahul why I zeroed in on you, because my arch rival at school was your namesake. Every time I read you I remember him and I feel good after kicking you (just joking  !!!!!!).

Sohamswami: Since the day I know him he’s searching for Trina, and eluding us. Will he ever be able to find her? I don’t think so, because the day he reaches her, he’ll lose her and himself too. For him all roads lead to Trina, his destination, his journey is Trina and if he’ll find her, he’ll be finished. But I do hope someday he’ll tell us the truth: whether it was his fantasy or reality.

Boltus: Most of the time invisible, he is not regular at Iland. His posts are very few but each and every one is varied. He stumbled upon my page and that too on my favorite, truly mischievous post. Of all the comments gathered on all posts, my favorite is what he wrote for “The Art of Lying”. Each and every comment from all the readers is special, but this one is something more than special.   

Frozy The fellow is immensely talented in making sense out of nonsense. He can write to any length about nothing, just give him a clue and he’ll give you an awfully hilarious blog. I read him with all my attention and at the end I feel like kicking him. Still I will read him next time and feel the same. No one can waste time as skillfully as he can and yet he never sounds like a bore. It takes a good deal of common sense and sense of humor (which is missing these days) to laugh at oneself, to create laughter for nothing.

PDG: Another accident, I don’t exactly remember how and when I tripled on his Iland. What I remember is that pictures were beautiful and some poems were realistic though written haphazardly. His blogs are unexpectedly short, which I find very convenient to read. He’ll say only what he wishes, without going into extraneous explanations and justifications. Yet some things to which I never cared about, I learnt or at least spared a thought. He writes for himself mostly, occasionally for others, that’s the true blogging spirit.

Your’s Truly: Not much to write about, you all have been reading my blogs, Quite opposite to frozy, I can make nonsense out of any sense. Give me any sensible issue, the most serious one in this universe I can convert it in to a frivolous one. That’s my hobby; I have always been stupendous at leg pulling, I know nothing else absolutely nothing.

Once accused of being faceless and conservative, for moderating comments, for keeping email-option closed. That’s what virtual world is for. People take advantage, they could be horrible and they have been. Till I allowed mail to my id, I used to get scores of mails, people offering true friendship. Man behaved as if I was some broken-hearted soul and they were here for me only, like God send Angels. Quite funny it sounds, but that’s true, had my dear friend been a lady he would have understood. I had to take a very cruel route for the fellow who was messing up with my name, he was really horrible. Why I didn’t thought of leaving it? Though mine is no empty mind but it’s still a devils workshop. You remember Narada? The famous wanderer in Hindu mythology, who carried this curse that his skull would burst if he won’t spread a rumor a day. May be I am carrying the same curse; my skull would burst if I won’t post some crap every fortnight. So I’ll keep posting and yours will burst if you won’t read.  Keep reading if you all wish to live long.

Afterthought: Names are in the order of acquaintance.

Warning:Views expressed here are of a vegetarian and teetotaler and are subject to change anytime I decide to convert my religion. Flatter yourself at your own risk.