Posted by raghu 28 February 2006, 7:02pm
Don't get carried away by the title. This post of mine is not about how one feels when he is experiencing a writer's block(although, on second thoughts i realise that it is an excellent topic to write on, when you are just not able to write anything at all! Let me do that now.)

This post is just to inform the readers that museman is currently inflicted with a deadly disease called writer's block. He has been adviced by well wishers to stay away from the wordpad.

But the itch is too much to resist and here is museman typing along with a mind as blank as his answer sheets were, 8 months back.

Now that i have broached the subject of writer's block, let us mull over it for sometime before proceeding.
What are the symptoms of writer's block? In olden days, writers used to write on papers and then grunt,crumple the paper and put it into the dustbin beneath the desk. The dustbin would eventually(and quickly)overflow. In present times, people write on screen, bang the mouse/keyboard,click on the cross button and then select 'NO' when they are prompted to save the document. And so they wait, for inspiration to strike before they could write again.

Tailpiece: Hmm, no use going any further. Museman will hopefully come out with the third and concluding part of Godly Gestures sometime next week. You may read the first two pieces in the December archieves. Do read the comments for GG-1 before proceeding to read the second part. In the mean time, museman waits for his muse. :- (


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Posted by raghu 24 February 2006, 11:30am
One of the sad things about living in an alien land is that each day somehow transforms into an endeavor to find a restaurant which serves good food. I have already penned a blog on my travails. Although, I am not a gluttonous foodie, I have grown a lot fonder of good food, now that it is scaresely available.

So, we grow a little shameless and ask any one and everyone about good restaurants. I remember accosting someone before Andhra Bank ATM centre to ask for directions to a good restaurant. What prompted me was that he spoke in telugu with some person over phone. I thought it was acquaintance enough! ( museman currently lives in the east of India)

A few days back, after shopping in a mall, we went to the salesman in the store to ask him if he knew any good dhaba around. Even as we were asking him, a man in a turban came up to us and said:

What do you have in mind?

Uhh

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Posted by raghu 13 February 2006, 12:42pm

Valentine's day is round the corner. Museman has stayed away from writing about or broaching the subject of love. Seminal pieces have already been written. Devilsown beauty, shawshank and donnie come instantaneously to mind. Another reason is that museman is currently suffering from writer's block. What follows is an account of my life at CBIT. Sadly or gladly, Fortunately or unfortunately, CBIT has been my only reciprocated love interest for the last four years.CBIT has been very kind to me. Loved me as much as i loved her.(By the way, is college feminine of masculine?)

It was Einstein who talked about the relativity theory. Relativity of Time maybe.
When I am going to recount my life story, four years will be missing from it. Four years which went past in a jiffy. Four years of fun and glory. I remember the moment I stepped into CBIT as if it happened this afternoon. All jittery, palms wet with sweat, the bus journey from mehdipatnam to CBIT took an eternity. And when I reached CBIT, I saw before me a huge colossal campus which was going to be my love interest for the next four years (it still is!) That is what I remember and then the next four years just bypassed me and even before I realized, I was a graduate.

The alumni always talks about how CBIT had changed their life and blah blah blah. I used to think that they were just being diplomatic. The hard truth is that I too am an alumni now! And now I understand that it is not diplomacy but plain truth speaking that the alumni does. The four years at CBIT have had a profoundest influence on my life. Like they have on every CBITian.

I was quite regular to CBIT. I used to go to college everyday. Not to the classes though. That I believe is the real beauty of CBIT. Nobody ever imposes anything on you. You are free to do whatever you want to do. There are the sports room regulars, the library regulars, the canteen crowd, the lawn movers (people who move in and around lawns), of course, a motley crowd who also used to attend classes regularly. And the regular truants who come to college once in a month or so (as if to inspect it)

More than anything else, I would remember CBIT for the variety it offered me. The whole four years were about the people that I met and the friendships that I made on the way. You find a whole spectrum of people in CBIT. From people who get 90% to close friends and yours truly



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Posted by raghu 08 February 2006, 4:38pm

I get nightmares. Although, strangely enough, I don



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Posted by raghu 06 February 2006, 12:51pm

I have moved. From Brooksides musings to fishermans cove that is. I somehow thought a little more color would do good to my blogpage. More than anything else, a change is always good to see. Guess after a few months, when i get bored of fishermans cove, i will get back to brooksides musings.

It is only coincidental that my template had the word 'musings' in it. Probably time for me to discuss the genesis of my blog name. I call them 'musings of a desultrous mind'. MODMs for short. 

Somehow, i fancied the word 'desultory' which means QUOTE Marked by lack of definite plan or regularity or purpose; jumping from one thing to another UNQUOTE. That is how most of my thoughts usually are. jumping from one place to another. I thought it would be an apt title. Calling it Musings of a desultory mind didn't look nice(read rythmic). So, i modified desultory to desultrous although no such word exists. Now you know why i call this blog 'musings of a desultrous mind'!

Tailpiece: Although i had thought  that museman was a term that i coined, google informed me that museman means a 'thinking man'. Oxford pocket dictionary, tells me that the nearest word to museman is 'muser' meaning-A reflective thinker characterized by quiet contemplation.  Hardly true. I seldom think.



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Posted by raghu 01 February 2006, 6:14pm

Thanks for voting! Vote as many times you want for your fav Indian idol contestant. Watch the results episode on Tuesday, 8:30 pm only on SET!

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I am sure the above sentence would have sounded familiar. I have given in to the temptation at last. Voted for Karunya and Monali in Indian idol. Until Abijit Sawant. started showing up on all the music channels with his music album, I never knew that such a contest as Indian Idol existed. Things are changing fast. There are certain things that you can



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