Where have all the Bloggers gone?

Spoiler* - Title inspired from “Lee Iacocca’s” book which I had been puttin on pendin for a long time now

So, a very long time time took to give me some time to write a blog.

I have some time but writing something just stays on the back of my mind… to get it done takes removal of a ton of laziness buried in me... it aint just me… I used to follow lot of bloggers, and many of them stopped writing, maybe it was a fashion to write for them and the fashion faded, also did they. So where have all the wonderful bloggers gone, so busy in their lives or do not have much to write. Blogging is not about writing something useful or world-changing I believe… it is one way to vent your thoughts, get something out of ur mind and heart. No one is charging anything to publish this right... so write something people... write so that you can feel light after getting it out... you need no person to tell your thoughts, if you write it down, someone someday may read it and appreciate it :). As someone said: … well, donno what some one said… but... I say… “Keep writing something and you are going to get something out of nothing”

Again, my mind says: “Y are you writing, do you have an inspiration, are you going to change the world by your writings, is it going to help at least one person – your blog… “
I told ma mind: “chill, it’s just a blog, people write all kinda crap in there, so y not me!! “
Mind: “Ok ok whatever, but let people know I am not a part of it”
Me: “Alrightttt… psycho… I knew you aren’t with me on a lotta things”
Mind: “Whatever!!!!!”

So, what did I think of writing again… nothing! jus felt like writing something… anywayz who ever reads this has nothing better to do as me while writing this, so doesn’t matter...

Long Long ago (Not sooo long, just a few years)… I was sitting in a coffee shop, with my friends, one of them visiting from “U.S.” …. I wasn’t too excited about comin to U.S then.. but what I was interested in was Coffee and speci(fic)ally Starbucks… donno y I didnt even taste it by then, but nw I am addicted to it, which has nothing to do with anything. I was asking her about The Starbucks Coffee and she was like “ yeah, its awesome…. and in winter, you need to wrap up totally, drive out in the snow and get a piping hot coffee and then go to work, it would be wonderful!!! “. Well, somehow I ended up in the Land of Dreams.. doing the software job like most of the Asians, again speci(fic)ally Indians… which I do (Not) like or not…
Getting coffee from starbucks everyday, which is making quite a hole in my pocket… I really enjoy the coffee, and once it is done, that’s it… there ends the best part of my morning… so what’s the moral of this story.. maybe nothing… all I wanted to stay is, I cannot love something like U.S. just because they have Starbucks… LOL…

Mind : “ I told ya not to write!!!!” .. ~sobbing~...

Me : :)