Indulgence of a Birthday boy

Courtesy: http://www.gocomics.com/calvinandhobbes/
One is normally allotted a certain amount of indulgence on his birthday. I thought I will carry it all the way by throwing on all of you, a blog.

Every person no matter how mundane his existence feels occasional spurts of grandeur arise forth in him. He takes on a different personality at those times. Becomes a leader of men (Note: Only one gender specified), a philosopher, a saint and maybe even GOD. This normally dies down after a while when reality after giving the person a nice smile, politely shows the mirror.

The world then goes on and all was well. Unfortunately with the coming of the world of blogging, these moments of grandeur got translated into words and published into eternity on the internet. Though this usually creates only a nuisance, it has surprisingly, some advantages.

It is said that there is nothing more powerful than an IDEA whose TIME has come. (No wonder both terms are registered and copyrighted). Unfortunately the one with the idea is not always the one with the ability or energy to implement the same but then he may still be able to inspire. Providence and sometimes Googleshwara often helps unite the two.

Hence with such noble intention, I have decided to confuse the world with my musings. Watch this space for your regular dose of madness.

Comments

Unknown said…
Enjoyed reading your first tryst with the Blogoshpere.

Have a fabulous birthday!

I am waiting for the Ideas whose Time has come...

Samastha Blogoloka Sukhino Bhavantu!
September 6, 2008 at 10:23 PM
NVA said…
oh Blogiyogi!
Nice opening.
looking forward for your next Blog.
Belated birthday wishes too


nitin
September 7, 2008 at 5:44 PM
vinay b kumar said…
We have already so many nuisances on the blog-o-sphere but with you entry we hope you will bring some New Sense into this sphere have a nice time and happy blogging.

to the One with many faces

vinay
September 8, 2008 at 11:38 AM
Unknown said…
Blog-o-Rama...why do you have to go through this kharma??!

Sense of grandeur? - totally - gifting oneself a blog on his bday (Note: Only one gender mentioned - touchbase with me to keep secrets like these! ;)) is grandeur-grandiloquence :)

As a blogger of close to 3 yrs now...I suggest u enable RSS feeds on ur blog - else the traffic might be difficult to come by.
September 9, 2008 at 7:57 PM
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