Bangalore 2.1

Ssup minions?

I'm updating the blog after eternity now. I dont know why. All these months I've been trying to befriend this city, Bangalore and yet, I'm still a stranger, I still sometimes dont have a clue where I am or where I have to go. I know the ways, the routes, I know whats sold where, I know who lives where, I can now pronounce the names of the places here, just fine, funny but fine. I think I'm just okay now, not sad, not homesick, not depressed, I think Im ok, I can live with this city. But what is that one thing thats missing? What is that thing that still makes me feel like a stranger here? It's not home. Home is always Delhi. The city I grew up in, the city that has helped and abetted, becoming who I am today. Yes, the rape capital of India. To me, its just not home, its my entire life, the way I think, the way I look at things, I’m a reflection of where I was born and nurtured. I still hate Delhi for the people who reside there, the madness, the rush, the non existant civic sense,anyway, you know a funny thing? When I’m home, I wanna run away as far as I can and when I’m not, I just wanna go back, its like an atom trying to complete its octet, trying to gain its stability, you know what I mean? No? Ok. But this isn’t what I wanted to talk about, I wanted to talk about why, why on earth, have I not updated my blog, not that I have a huge readership or anything. So, here it is, all these days, kind gentlemen of the jury, all these days, I was busy cooking stories, trying to figure out plots, blowing sense into characters, but all in vain, I could not, for the life of me, finish any of those stories, none of them, absolutely none. I won’t give up of course but now I know what I need to work on, so not a really bad deal, is it? Ssup with you guys? Long time.