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Did I ever care of what exactly people thought about me? err...a more reasonable question would be Did I ever care of what I exactly thought of myself?

Egzzatly! most of my meeting (not mating, too much a 'single' Indian to try it yet) time so far has been an obsession about leaving an impression.

"How on earth would i ensure that this dumb ass carries an impression of a sane, sober individual of relevance and utility to the context??" - An impression that i expected to fetch me good in the next appointment. That goddamn effort of faking - that i have almost mastered - made sure that expletives were completely absent in conversations though not off my mind.

And so, one fine day which happens to be today, i realize that i haven't really bitched about anybody who could be a somebody or a nobody someday (as if i cared who they are and what they become).

Therefore, in the most mathematical fashion I postulate "thou shalt spend enuff time bitching" and follow it with a vow to spend 3,567,432,435 bitching thoughts.

Thinking, as i punch in the text of this damned blog....FLASH...FLASH...FLASH !!!
Nah, these are not about the scrollers on newschannels..but thoughts, strangely thoughts relevant to the subject of 'bitching'..

• Is bitching an art or a science? Does it require a sound vocabulary? Does the language matter? Can i bitch aloud? Does it take gumption to bitch?
• Can I bitch about politicians and politics?..George W Bush..(sounds a soft target, huh!)..How do I find a target to bitch about?...soft ones tough ones?...bhaiji or doshi?
• With whom and on what do i start? Usko bura to nahi lagega..(as if i wanted to care about how the bitched would feel..)..what shit! i am starting to think in Hindi..not my mother tongue..I was only supposed to only express in other lingo...oopss..eerr...
• Can I bitch about a language? Is bitching allowed constitutionally?
• Why does the constitution not have a law on bitching? NO..Oh shit...Why dont the bloody lawmakers make one (that is what they do in the parliament anyways)?
• Are there any lobbyists for the saintly cause of bitching?..Hurray, (light at the end of the tunnel) I can fill in the space! I see a career becoming a political lobbyist and spend a lifetime as a master proponent of bitching...and then there will be a law "The Bitching Act of 2XXX" entirely my contribuiton.
• Will that be lucrative for a career?..WILL THE SOCIETY ACCEPT IT? MONEY and SOCIAL ACCEPTANCE for bitching!

And like in good social beings, the fear of society and financial securty bring me to 'THE END' of the thoughts galore..to a numbing tranquillity.

Goddamnit! bitching isn't just an easy job. It is perhaps far easier to make..err fake all those pleasant faces than just go on a bithcing spree..definitely not my cup of tea perhaps not anyones..
aahH, and then i resign to be enlightened with the knowledge of the vast gulf that divides fancy and practice.

And therefore comes the 2nd postulate of the day.."Thou shant waste time bithcing; Thou shall only carry on". no more FLASH FLASH FLASH FLASHES...i am almost blank..feeling pleasant..
Yes 'pleasant' is the word and i shall dedicate this metaphysical space to all things pleasant...and hence go back bottoms up to (re)name the blog...BooOtYpHuL LyFe!!!

So this still remains a bitching spree...of all niceties inLyphe!