Why did I stop blogging? Well, hmm. (pregnant pause) After seven posts, I found out this blog was not getting esoteric. Worse, it wasn't even a cafe. Why should people come here? My future as a blogger looked quite uncertain to me. And just like Mathieu Delarue in Sartre's "The Reprieve" my existential ruminations got the better of me.
So I went out on a study tour. For a year. My odyssey through various weblogs, online forums, and most importantly rediff's comments sections taught me a lot. The most important thing: people are willing to read, as long as you are willing to churn out stuff. After all, Dev Anand still makes films like Mr Prime Minister and Censor. To top it, he says he won't stop till he receives an Oscar.
Last week, Dev saab released his autobiography. That was the last straw. I decided my blog shall live again.
So that's it. To give you a sneak peek of what awaits you next, I am going to write a very lame piece on an advertisement I did not like. To put it succinctly, I am going to crib. A lot.
And yes, as Apu Nahasapeemapetilon would say,
"Thank you, come again!"