Thought Process

Tumble

Jack and Jill, went up a hill

To fetch a pail of water

Jack fell down and broke his crown

And Jill came tumbling after!

The word ‘Tumblelog’ always reminded me of this nursery rhyme. So there ya go! Tumble along!

Purpose!

I haven’t given a purpose for this tumblelog now, have I? What use is anything in life if it doesn’t serve a purpose!

‘Purpose’ might sound too big a word to describe a set of silly reasons why I have an account here or why I even bother to type this. It’s this new-thing-I-own-so-I-want-to-flaunt-it syndrome. A lot like that new colorful pencil (eraser attached) that you took to school one fine day, only to have that cheeky boy next bench chew the eraser off. I won’t let anyone chew this tumblelog off (again, small mercies), but hey, I feel like that kid with the new pencil.

And, rest assured, I’m using this pencil till it breaks. Tough luck.

So what can you expect to find here? Well, the usual things you would find on my blog. Things for which I dont expect a response from you all. Like calling you names and getting away with it. *evil laughter follows*

This is my lazy-times blog. Where I type what comes to my mind and hit ‘Create post’ - mostly because these is no facility to save drafts. So it would be more ramble-er than my blog, more crankier, more sarcastic and definitely more insane. Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you.

If, by some freak of nature, you wandered here all by yourself from god-knows-where (and not from my blog) then please feel free to run around my blog (http://pathipat.blogspot.com) - where the dominant personality writes. I’m jus’ the second one, the silent-but-not-so-silent one, the one who plotted the murder but didnt actually commit it, the one who eats cereal with sugarbombs and yes, the one who is a bit more lazy than usual Homo sapiens.

What? Why? How?

I’m not so sure I get the hang of Tumblr. Seems too little to play around with - which, in effect, means my writing better be good ’coz people won’t stop by just for the frills and thrills (well, not always!). What frills and thrills, you wonder? Good question.

Now why would I want another place to yap on?

Who would read this?

How many proxy places am I going to create and make my readers run around reading?

Why do I get a feeling I would lose my existing ‘readership base’ (indulge me, will you?) if I frustrate them with a gazillion pages and blogs and tumblelogs (whatever that means!!)?

Where would this injustice lead to?

Shouldn’t they make all these places a ‘paid’ service to stop maniacs like me from having more personalities (as if 3 were not enough)?

What the heck am I going to write here that I haven’t already written on my blog?

What the heck am I going to write here that I can’t write on my blog?

Is this a blog?

Why doesn’t it feel like one?

Why do I like the pretty peachy colors on this page? Is it because I’m a girl?

Why are you still reading this?

All good..no, great questions. If you chance upon an answer, please let me know.

And God bless you for still reading this.