Time to wake up...

Finally, I wake up. My long lost diary gets a shock wave surging through its brain, that awakens the long dead.

Life always comes a a shock in the real world. In the virtual world, it is a unique existential issue. Simply because as a blog, you exist as an alter ego. A mirror, a diary and at times, a simple doormat. A place for people to dump their emotions, to wallow in pride, to show off the wonderful brain they think their God has bestowed on them. As a blog, however, it rarely matter. The medium is never more than just being there. Its importance is always in the background, like the paper that is never as important as what is written on it, and yet without it, what was written could never have existed.

Gaining importance is not always the highest priority in one's existence. Doing what one is meant to do, on the other hand, is. I never whine when my maker does not write anything on me in the last 2 yrs. I know that when he did write something, my purpose was fulfilled. And that, to me, is nirvana.

There is a purpose for existence. And once you know what it is, the rest is child's play.

I should stay alive for a longer time now, so do keep reading me(www.coherentrambling.blogspot.com) and my diary here.

Its been so long...

hi there blogworld...

its been so long i've gobbled up some bytes & posted them...but well...you can't rest all the time.

so here i am.

Life has been really boring for me as a blog, and this explains the lack of posts. I ain't the kind of blog who'll begin babbling about some techie stuff, so its a lack of topics for me.

Though I am planning to begin a new initiative. From now, I'll wait for my readers to suggest a topic, which will be the topic of my next post. I cant guarantee the quality of the posts, but i can surely say that i'll try my best at it.

You can put all your topics as comments to this post.

P.S. I hate how I look!!! Maybe that dumb creator of mine will one day wake up and do something about it, till then.....i have to manage somehow!

Happy Birthday Akruti...

Happy Birthday to you...
Happy Birthday to you....
Happy Birthday Dear Akruti ,
Happy Birthday to you.

Akruti celebrates her first birthday on 23-July-2005.

Join me in wishing her a happy "first" birthday....and just look at the number of hits...

You have brought smiles to many a face, lit up many lives....and inspired many blogs ( including yours truly ) to keep on moving, no matter what!!!

may you have many more....

9 9 9 ...

Three magic numbers i just noticed on my counter....

just one more...and i'll hit thousand.

just think...being read a thousand times. being liked, being disliked, being loved, being love.

forcing people to think....getting commented on...

i am overwhelmed.

Can think of only two words...thank you....for all this love.

Thanks to all my blogworld friends .... neelima , gayathri , sangeeta , recca , phantom , sophie , somu , J , smyta , neha, dheepak, nupur , soumya , chakshu , tracer_bullet , nish , anusha, anumita......whew.....this list wud go on and on.

Names or no names...its the same emotion. Thank You. And keep reading.

Something's wrong...HELP!!!

I am missing....the error says...cannot locate coherentrambling on this server.

My identity is lost...will someone please get me back????

A..Ha!!

The best part about having HTML as your DNA is that you can alter the strains easily.

I proudly carry my name now!!!

What's in a name anyways...

So I've finally accepted that this is one mark that i have to carry for my life, yeah I saw that grin..believe me I hated it..still as long as its me writing this its fine.

Life in cyberspace isn't cool. Your existence is a limited to some sectors on a magnet(at least that's how I figure it out), and is a matter of whim of your creator.

Having independent thoughts and ideas is a tough task. You simply reflect those of your creator, and thus its the creator who gets praised. Well as they say, "its he who has written the book credited rather than the paper its printed on". Still, I wish the paper had a voice, to tell how it feels to go thru multiple hands, how it feels to be twisted, sometimes even torn, how it feels to grow old....

But I have a voice..and I can express myself. Though my life is not much different from that of a paper. Just being the medium to carry someone's feelings and thoughts is a rewarding experience, but is a thankless job.

And as Bryan Adams says .." Here I Am, this is me, I've come into the (cyber)world so I'm free.." , I have a voice...and my medium is nothing but another one like me. Its like putting a paper's story on a paper....

There's always someone who never gets thanked, isn't it?

Aieeee....

I can't have my own profile.....
Can't display my name.....
I want the world to know....
that I'm no man or dame....
I am a blog
coherentrambling my name!!

I am.....

Hello world....

I am no human..I have no life...still I am life...

I do not exist in reality, but in cyberspace its me who exists...

I am...coherent rambling...the blog of a software engineer...

And this is my blog!!!