Sunday, December 15, 2013

if only I were writing with a fountain pen...

then a precursor to me writing after such a long time would have been cleaning the pen (which in the past meant taking out the 13 different components of the Chinese made Hero Fountain pen, and washing them with water, blowing the water out of each part and finally drying with a soft cloth) and filling and draining royal blue Chelpark ink atleast two three times to make sure all the water comes out and there is only ink, and then finally giving the pen a couple of jerks to make the ink flow....and after this extended hour long activity, I'd be too tired to write, and so would postpone it to next time I am in the mood of writing, at which time I'd repeat the exercise again. 
Thanks God for the internet, and for blogs, but well, not really...typing on a screen can never be the same as writing in a leather bound notebook with your favourite gifted pen. 

good start to the post..."scripturient" is the word for 'having a consuming passion to write', as per Word Porn on Facebook, and I have been inching to write since weeks now. Without really knowing what to write about. :)

something about vacations...there are so many different kinds, the touristy vacation...go to a place, see all tourist spots that you read about in the innumerable tourist guides or heard from fellow tourists, visit some family, friends if you have them, take some family pics and be back...neither feeling relaxed, nor carrying a lot of memories, but just ensuring that you can claim LTA for that year...I don't like those vacations...in conversations, you can list down all the touristy spots you have been too, but you can never make conversations about them...

why am I writing about this...ado n me are planning a trip to a couple of cities, and although they quite a number of 'touristy things to see' in the cities, they are not really tourist spots, they are just cities...but like any number of Indian (and foreign) cities, they have a soul of their own, and we just like to understand that soul, feel that vibe, live the place. But a lot of folks have been questioning that, why go to Benaras and Luckhnow, waha par to kya hi dekhoge...3 din main to bore ho jaoge....and so on and so fort. So well I, and we, just like living a city, instead of looking at dead buildings, we like seeing the life around those buildings...

anyways, was that a rant, not really, just my way of cleaning the pen I think...

AAP and its victory in Delhi, I am, politically, quite passive...its one of a very few topics that doesn't interest me, and my view is that most, if not all politicians are pretty useless. And frankly, am not sure if I think of AAP folks any differently. Well actually have no opinion...the only thing I would like to comment on, or maybe debate is whether their win in Delhi was because of their capability, or the junta's frustration with corruption? Is the Indian public so frustrated with the lack of governance and with corruption that they would support a novice political party... guess so. 
I do respect what AAP stands for, their stance against corruption is inspiring...whether they will be able to run a government, questionable, but then, am sure, they will learn.

anyways...am gonna stop now, the words are not flowing. 
I will however publish this instead of letting it rot in my drafts, because one of advices I give to people stuck in mental blocks is to just keep on trying things and wait for the flow to come...and so I should follow my own advice.

ciao...till the next time. 

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