Smaller than Life
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Why a blog? Simple. Cacoethes Scribendi -- the urge to write! My literary pretensions and caprices bring me here. Like any writer I write to be read. All my posts, though fettered to my small world and trivially myopic, will live and yearn that somebody connects to them someday. Cognitive frenzies, sardonic musings, aimless banters, incoherent ramblings and trivial indulgences; this is simply an episodic narrative of my trivial world -- in a grain of sand… Smaller than Life.
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Wednesday, February 04, 2004
An exoneration of myself! At this juncture, I would like to clarify that I am not some kind of a psychopathic sadist or a misogynist. My writings end up as extremely vehement for all kinds of odd reasons. Majorly, I write during my moments of cognitive frenzies. Before my volitiional abilities and ratiocination can take over. Sometimes I grow vehement because I myself get sucked into the whirlpool of words that is forming. Rather, you could say my vehemence grows on me and in turn makes me fiercer! A vicious cycle! At times, I choose a piquant remark merely for my sardonic piece to evince a smirk from the reader. Or merely, I yield to languish in my inability to fetter my munificence towards verbosity and end up sounding inaptly grandiose. There are times when I drop in a tart sounding expletive to simply pander to my whim to be resoundingly bombastic. Or sometimes a stingingly acerbic remark merely to create an effect! As a result, most of my writings, instead of truthfully reflecting my thoughts, end up mirroring my flippancy and my tendancy to give in to these moments of mental abstraction. In fact, the posts are few after which I have not execrated myself for having posted them! I adjure all the readers (if any at all) to continue to read my blog, and to skim through all my comments merely at face value and not to value all my reactions against my face!
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