30 Oct 2005, 12:43pm
When a fellow-blogger had to snap...
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Damn a fellow blogger for shattering my illusion! Why can't some people let other people be? Here I was, all blissful in my little world, believing that nothing could ever get to me. Then she says something very innoccuously (at this moment, I don't really care if that is the right word to be used here or even if it is spelled right), something that those among us of lesser flesh and blood would simply have let pass right through them feeling as much pinch as they do when the zillions of neutrinos pass through them every day of their miserably despicable existence. Of all things that she could ever have said (sue me for using a cliche), she says that I am goodie-goodie, that I have had no 'action' worth the mention.
And she does this on messenger. Why? Because (what if a sentence should not begin with 'because'?) she knew as well as I did that saying this on a public forum would not only demean her in the eyes of the blog reading junta it would demean her in her own eyes. Those like me have have no qualms over sinking to lower lows. But those like a fellow blogger have just not evolved enough.
Not evolving enough is not such a bad thing. Cockroaches, unchanged for the last 100 million years or so, have shown that by surviving whatever it was that wiped out those mind-bogglingly big lizards that are for some reason assumed to have been cute by all those who lay great value on being politically correct. What a rat's ass! If only they knew that there are far more captivating asses, like those of the likes of Cindy Crawford and Karolina Kurkova, as a race we would not have shied away from calling a spade a spade, or in this case calling a lizard a barf-inducing specimen. Imagine waking up to a T-Rex slithering on your ceiling!
Perhaps my fellow-blogger has the stomach for folderol, in which case she can digest a lot more than what most can. That and the fact that she loves me so much that her vision is blurred and she sees me the way she wants me to be perceived. Yes, she has religiously followed the happennings on my blog for a year and a half. Somewhere down the line, she had to snap.
Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: Eminem - Lose Yourself
And she does this on messenger. Why? Because (what if a sentence should not begin with 'because'?) she knew as well as I did that saying this on a public forum would not only demean her in the eyes of the blog reading junta it would demean her in her own eyes. Those like me have have no qualms over sinking to lower lows. But those like a fellow blogger have just not evolved enough.
Not evolving enough is not such a bad thing. Cockroaches, unchanged for the last 100 million years or so, have shown that by surviving whatever it was that wiped out those mind-bogglingly big lizards that are for some reason assumed to have been cute by all those who lay great value on being politically correct. What a rat's ass! If only they knew that there are far more captivating asses, like those of the likes of Cindy Crawford and Karolina Kurkova, as a race we would not have shied away from calling a spade a spade, or in this case calling a lizard a barf-inducing specimen. Imagine waking up to a T-Rex slithering on your ceiling!
Perhaps my fellow-blogger has the stomach for folderol, in which case she can digest a lot more than what most can. That and the fact that she loves me so much that her vision is blurred and she sees me the way she wants me to be perceived. Yes, she has religiously followed the happennings on my blog for a year and a half. Somewhere down the line, she had to snap.
Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: Eminem - Lose Yourself
2 Nov 2005, 12:15am
But you know its healthy for a relationship to explore and discuss all the skeletons in the closet, yours being Papita. Fine, for your sake, I won't mention it here anymore. Happy now?
2 Nov 2005, 12:17am
I was just trying to say, like from a good family. My own Punjabi is very poor, so forgive the bad vocab.
2 Nov 2005, 12:38am
Hmmm... Khandaan wandaan to sab theek hai but I don't think I like his closets or the skeletons thereof. Who is Papita?!
2 Nov 2005, 9:33am
Jaan, I thought you were fond of me. At least you did not despise me. Why, oh why, did you have to mention the closets and the skeletons that I have in them?
Fellow blogger, let's just say that there are areas in our lives that we are not very proud of. But they do come back to hit us right in our faces.
2 Nov 2005, 7:40pm
So now that your face has been hit, maybe you should face the issue rather than trying to sweep it under the carpet, right? Tell me about your skeletons. :)
2 Nov 2005, 8:02pm
Skeletons in my closet would cease to be skeletons the moment I tell anyone about them. That would be unfair. To me. We are all allowed our skeletons.
2 Nov 2005, 8:17pm
Sure you're allowed yours. And I fail to see how your skeletons would either get up and run or turn to dust the moment you talk about them. They'd still be skeletons. Very much so.
You're not telling 'anyone'! You're telling me! Surely I'm not 'anyone'.
2 Nov 2005, 9:00pm
skeleton in (one's) closet: A source of shame or disgrace, as in a family, that is kept secret.
Source: http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=skeletons
3 Nov 2005, 12:55am
Secrets from me - the only one who's been with you for one and a half years?! What other proof of my loyalty do you need? And still, to be treated this way still...!! *sniff... sob*
3 Nov 2005, 10:15pm
My dear fellow blogger
It is not about loyalty. In fact, I do not even think of you on those lines because I believe that loyalty has a derogatory connotation to it.
Yes you have been reading my blog for a year and a half and for that I am thankful, and extremely fond of you. I even dedicate complete posts to you. But the secret to a successful relationship lies so often in what is concealed. Take my word for it.
3 Nov 2005, 11:24pm
You know my views on that. I believe that a successful relationship is one which is based on understanding and trust.
3 Nov 2005, 11:46pm
Another one of our idealogical differences. It is amazing how many of these we have. They almost act like a binding force.