Let's be realistic...

  In nominae patri, et filli, et spiritus sancti  Amen!

 Before anybody gets the idea that I am a devout catholic, let me make it very clear that I am a rather devout hindu. I was born a hindu, and like all people, there was a time when I gave up God ( when I discovered reason or simply science) and then came to it once again (when I discovered the limitations of rationality). A couple of years ago, there was this Simpson's episode where Bart is forced to go to a catholic school and when he comes back home Marge asks him to say grace before supper. Now, instead of the usual "Thank's for the microwave bounty" (Haha) or "Rub-a-dub-dub, thanks for the grub" (double Haha); Bart goes : "In nominae patri, et filli, et spiritus sancti. Amen!"

      It was latin and it was lovely. I learned it by heart. Though I enjoy the language and the diction more than the content, I really-sheally wish that the almighty God, his son and the holy ghost would bless me. Not this blog (!!) but simply me.

  Knowing me there is very little chance that I would be writing a lot ... there is even less chance that anyone would read it. I could post the URL in my facebook profile and get some of my friends to come to the page just so that they can see what I am upto (I could be more cryptic and say something like "Watch out y'all...find out who's gay" .. and get nearly everyone to read it)

       But let's be honest, What are the chances of that happening? Millions of blogs get written each day. Even if there are a million new people coming up to to read blogs, I don't think that's plain enough. There are just too many blogs. That's not to say that I wouldn't like people to read it... "VV the new blog star"..sound good..it definitely does. But it ain't gonna happen.

Then why am I doing it?

Because, very bluntly put, I don't have anything else to do now. I am a young Indian in a new country - just a few weeks old - not even sure how to use toilet paper (despite the overwhelming "How to.." videos in it there is no toilet paper tutorial in Youtube!!).
 Days go in classes and doing a couple of things here and there simply so that I move my legs and feel important. Evenings are usually spent wondering about the day and drinking beer.

 But then there is the night.

I know the night even before the sun puts off the light - it descends like a Dementor (read Harry Potter)  and you can feel the icy cold tentacles of a strange emotion wrapping around your heart - Like slowly settling dust through the cone of dancing summer light from an open window- you can feel it materialize; taking hold of you - and the day's happiness vanishes - evaporating like the morning dew until the trauma ends in blissful sleep. I know this emotion - had it before - but never felt it this strong in many years.

But then the day breaks again - all happiness and my bright and shiny future lies unfolded in front of me. Joy to the world! Joy to the Lord!

I write as a a therapy so that I can smoke out the demons inside of me. And then I also write to make fun of America and American's. I am discovering America - one day at a time. I am judging them sitting in a corner of providence, Rhode Island, near interstate I 95.  But I am  racing to be one of them and so I thought, why not write about these discoveries now, when they are fresh in my mind? Later, when I am thoroughly Americanized (white washed, a reverse racist friend put it the other day), I don't think I'll have the heart to mock my country (America? India?)

This Blog is my mind! Like my mind, it is always open to others - to read, to write, to tamper with and pretty much everything else except to live in it.

But lets be realistic. Who would wanna read my Mind ???