03:03 a.m.

Some pieces are to educate the readers of the informations and analysis of the writer on a topic both are concerned with,sum to just share one's views on whatever the writer may feel like and the reader interested therein,sum to bring to light something he may see important but nevertheless neglected(e.g.the way the electronic media handled the Niira Radia tapes issue has left journalism to the internet in a country where internet penetration is in its infancy!),so on and so forth.And sumtimes he(forgive for not going with the non-sexist he/she;makes writing damn complicated!!) may write just to write,just bcuz there on that white space in front he may paint his mind a little.


Give the randomness inside his head some order,try and guess if that has any symphony to it.Many a times,he cant tell ny1 wats eating himself from within,knowing they wudnt get that nyway.

a difFeRent and not-so-despondent take:

“Midnight” CrUnKiNess

uh…em…actually cant make up my mind about wat to put up.I dont actually recall the pretext that made me sit and punch the keys last time.

hav been thru a bad(read worst) patch of my life,and ever since...cudnt think of nything worth writing..or the worth of writing altogether,for that matter.

often wonder wats the use of doing this and doing that in life..concluding many a times :wat is valued is not valuable,and wat is valuable is not valued in this world,baffling myself with questions about the wastefulness of things we aspire for and in the wake of which overlook(deliberately,more often than not) and lose sight of things that matter the most.And so on ..and on..how cud hav i generated sumthin readable then.

But screw “readable”,this is my space at the end, and I post wats in my “mind”(which am sure is not much blog-gy at the moment).And also confusing and befuddling is the new whiz.

This is the junction of life at which we start to accept a few things,having already abandoned the path we hoped we would take one day.By this time some of us (include me for sure)are full of new qualities : lack of courage,confidence,fear of failure,desire to fit in and the like;we just flow(submerged),unable to breathe.

thats all for today,Good Night me.

P.S:cudnt even find a fitting image,and I recently saw this movie,so.