More writers than readers.

Am sure this topic has been covered by many people, may be by more than has been read by.
If no one reads this post of mine, then my point stands right.
However, hold on to the second thought that just came to your mind. You are already caught into the loop of my reverse psychology, so better read on.

If you find yourself connecting to any of the lines in this post, then yes you are right, I had you in mind while writing this.

Back in the good ol' days, 90% writers were poets. All had a poem about how they met a beauty in life but life presented different paths, and they separated yada yada yada. Friends were the first to suffer, close friends had to say, 'reflects deep meaning of life....'.

While growing up, many develop a habit of reading books, and more often than not are inspired a lot from a certain writer, book or genre. And from there, in many, stems the desire to write a book 'someday in life'.
Harry Potter and LOTR fans wanted to write fantasy, Bhagat fans wanted to write on their college lives, many others are waiting to write an autobiography. The dream of writing soon devours the craze of reading.

While growing up, times also changed and entered blogs and fan fiction!
Everyone has one, many have more than one. The poems about 'paths in life' became posts about 'colours and opportunities in life'. So many expert sports bloggers started sharing links with the world.
Desire to step in the shoes of favourite writer resulted in fan-fiction. Never-ending.

And finally the over-smart cynic {once again, let not your mind analyze anything. Kill the thought}. Criticizing anything and everything. Writing poorly about poor writings.

Nobody reads. And its the fault of the writers. Everyday people have less time and patience than the last day and in writing universe everything has been going round in circles, and in many concentric circles.

How many of readers write? If all, my point still stands, was joking earlier.
Time for my friends to suffer. In return, I promise to read your blogs etc. Just keep it short.

The trip....

Not a fan of leaving home for more than a few hours, I just concluded a 11 days long trip, and in my first proper post I am gonna rant about many things and praise a few others, that featured in the trip. Prior to this trip, I had been out of home for 5 days in the last 3 years. The trip was more or less forced on me, not that I am complaining. And when i submitted, i told myself that 'i must suffer as much as possible'.
Originally planned to 13days, I started out the day my exam ended on 13th to Cuttack. I hate buses :P, my three classmates {Durga, Kanhu and Chandra} who were traveling with me slept away while I never managed to :(  The space is small, its either cold or raining or hot, there is a fat boy {Kanhu to be precise} reclining in front of you. Although you have not slept well for a few days you still cant sleep..... Cuttack, arrive already please.
Anyway, reached Manish's {friend} from where we were to ride to Tata on 15th, 400kms. No, i was not at all excited and would have happily given my place to anyone even at the last moment.
Day of 14th was spent with a short trip to Bhubaneswar. Hate young people with their whims :P {those of Manish especially. You need to sort your head before starting with your job}. While night of 14th was almost ruined by Durga, who needs to accompany Manish to the head-repair shop.

15th came and here is an earlier photo of me with Manish and the bike. So we started, a lot late than i would have liked, a little late than planned. Two bags, two of us, and the ride that needed transportation :P
I have ever been to two very long rides and i can tell you that it is easier to drive than to sit behind. Me and most of my friends prefer to occupy the pillion in general {easier to look around :D} but long distances.......... !!!!!

The roads were never-ending. I can never get bored of long empty roads, trees and forests, hills and rain {although it didnt rain :P} while traveling.

North of Simlipal-

The ride was a good experience but painful.. :( I understood the meaning of some swears{related to a person's back} that people use so easily without understanding what it actually means/feels like :P. I would never use those swears for anyone anymore.
Crossed some 50 big and small bridges.
One incident needs mention, at one point, somewhere, sometime, while  sitting behind, i fell asleep and was dreaming of the times i used to fall asleep as a child on the scooter :D Woke up with a violent jerk, thanked my vestibule for saving me and forced myself back to reality.
Also, a little thank you to Google maps.

Tata.... what do i say!! Spent the evening  there, and its much bigger than i thought. A nice place for Manish to work and stay for as much time as he wants to. Was taken to Zindagi na milegi Dobara when i wanted to lie  or stand, not sit {and there i risk the predictable yet irritating jokes :-|}

Off to Pune next morning. Why do all trains have to run late!!??!! Start late, run slow, end even more late!! Over 30hrs of train journey to Pune, to my brother.
Within 15mins i knew the people of Pune have no road sense. They would be killed by the number in a city like Delhi.
Pune had these areas that had the silence of small town but the majority was like most other big cities.
But as i always say, its about the people and not about the place.
Harry Potter.
Another friend after 3 years.
I buy, elder bro pays.
Thumbs up Pune.
I hate twists. One must always have a plan and follow it.
I was supposed to go to Wardha from there, on 20th. But my friend Abhishek was in Navi-Mumbai and that ***##@@* told this to me on 18th, that too when i called him to announce my coming. I am not at all flexible and changing travel plans when in the middle of it, is the last thing i would like to do.
Okay, will suffer this modification too. {yes, just the idea of such modifications irritate me as hell :X }And no Abhishek, I dont enjoy spontaneity. I like it organised, with pre-knowledge of every little detail. Bless the comfort of the known.
Anyhow, more emotional blackmailing followed and i was made to travel to and fro between Pune and Navi-mumbai on the day of my train back home.
The Mumbai-Pune expressway on a rainy day. Lonavala. Prolly the most beautiful road i have ever traveled. The 150kms were pure bliss.

The bus played the movie Ready and i will never forgive the makers of the movie. I am damn sure the nausea was because of the movie and not the bus or the winding roads.
It was good to see my once best friend after so so long, sadly though only for a few hours. :( Road back to Pune was the same :D
 The rest is only another long train journey, less painful though. The idea of home is always enough to wash out every little negative :)

While i enjoyed it all but I think I am done with traveling for at least 2 years. What to say.........!!!!!!!!

Evil Dumbledore

Who did you hate the most from Potter books?

Voldemort? Bella? Umbridge? Harry? Skeeter? 

Some would remember I was happy about Dumbledore's death at the end of the 6th book. Some others would remember me quoting lines from the book that clearly pointed out the real side of Dumbledore.

Well its been years since i read the books so I won't be able to quote exactly but hopefully this will be good enough to show light to the world.

 The evil that was Dumbledore.

It all began long back. When he was born. :D
Selfish fella never cared for the family. When his mother died leaving Ariana and Aberforth to his care, he detested them. Not just did he not take care of them, he was busy romancing Gellert Grindelwald in such times. All this eventually led to death of Ariana and destruction of Aberforth's life too. Had it been Gellert who killed Ariana, Albus would certainly have told Harry. Clearly he saw it in the mirror who killed her.

He said he never took the post of minister of magic for he knew that he was not to be entrusted with power. Agreed. But just by acknowledging one's fault, one doesn't become faultless.

"For the greater good"?
Go through all the villains of comics and fantasies. Many who wanted to rule the world had such ideas, of  a 'better, more perfec't world that they would make under their reign. Dumbledore was no different. And that lust for power, for which he was ready to sacrifice anything is evil. No banner of 'good intentions' manages to pull wool in front of the world's eyes.

Snape.
"you used me" said Snape. How true.
The manipulator that he was, used Snape for his plans and left him the agony of Harry's death. Of needing to kill Dumbledore. Worst of all, he essentially brought Snape's death. Even if Albus planned to die undefeated, he wanted it to seem like Snape killed him. Albus knew sooner or later Voldemort would thus murder Snape to get control of the elder wand. And he never even warned Snape..........
Albus deserves death for this manipulation and crime alone. How he used Snape's love for Lily! Even while writing this I feel a surge of anger in me.

Surely I am forgetting other things. Its been long since i read the book. Feel free to add.

Finally on a lighter note, he had his eyes on Harry and thus always took him to dark lonely places alone :P

Starting....

Okay then... I knew a day would come when my joblessness would drive me to write random things for no one. Finally it is here. Will start ranting soon. :)
I am a big time plagiarist, so please control yourself and try to not point it out to others when you find something...

Some suggestions on what to write about are always welcome.