Cliches are true... and they come to bite when least expected. During the course of the day two of them at least did.
What is even more ironic is that there are some pieces of "cliched" advice your parents keep doling out during your adolescence. You spend approximately ten years of your life fending off and arguing out those cliches with your harrowed parents and the balance years of your life realizing at the most unexpected moments what your parents said actually made sense.

Today was another such day for me: two CC (cliche commandments) came true for me...

1. "The boss is always right"... after months and months of trying to disprove this one, hoping that the great HR "support" system will come to my rescue I realised they are really just that....a support system that even supports the scum of the earth... er... office ( in case its not clear its my erstwhile sick boss).
2. "Work shall set you free"... after weeks of trying to come to terms with my erstwhile bosses idiosycrancies and the sheer injustice of the work world ... two hours of immersing myself in work did make me chirpy enough to write this blog and view the whole situation with a new found equanimity.

Armed with a new sense of unexplained optimism I am off to work and will be back hopefully sooner.

In the past year or so I have attempted to blog (albeit unsuccessfully) innumerable times. The reasons (rather lame excuses) that kept me away from this new fangled technical breakthrough that would give friends, foes and strangers a sneak peak into my contorted thought process are as follows:

1. Sloth (The deadliest sin): My relentless pursuit of nothingness in college, vacations and during not so busy stints of my job kept me away from all other productive (?) activities.
2. Temporary amnesia: Having overcome the first reason a number of times, my active participation was foiled by my sheer inability to recall either my blog name or my login name or my password. (Have noted all of the above this time to prevent such a disaster)
3. Banality: I had nothing to write.

In the past one month during one of my not so busy stints I had the pleasure of going through the blogs of a couple of friends and a number of strangers. Having gone through their trials and tribulations I have decided to take the plunge.... the joy of being an "unpublished" writer far surpasses the fear of being judged and worse ridiculed. Who would really want to know my thoughts is a question I shall choose to ignore.

To throw light on the title of my blog (if that's what it is called) "kabhihopekabhidespair" : for people who know me I am a person of extremes, there are times of extreme happiness followed by those of extreme melancholy, extreme optimism followed by extreme pessimism, extreme anger followed by unreal forgiveness; annoying verbosity followed by worrying restraint, profound courage followed by loathable fear.... I guess this blog shall in the true sense mirror the extremities I manage to hide rather well otherwise.

Hope to keep writing here.....