The year that went by

As the year 2009 draws to an end, it’s time to reflect back. Overall it’s been a good year. Though I ve had some really tough moments to endure, guess certain events overshadow those not so memorable moments which I would never want to relive.

It’s been a year of global financial slump, where in I have seen my friends, my colleagues, my cubicle mates, my project mates, many of them getting laid off. It was never easy, with the constant fear lurking all around you. I am glad that I did manage to see off that period successfully, and I am glad it’s over. It’s also been a year where in my Salary hike has been dormant. Instead they gave me an out of turn promotion to compensate the no-hike!!!

It’s also been a year of emotional recession. Very few in life are gifted with friends with whom we don’t have to think what we speak. They are like those dump yards, where we can dump all our thoughts, They are like our punch bags, on whom we thrust our anger when we are angry, they re like those relaxing lavish couches on whom you can lean back, unwind and have a pleasant chat after a exhausting day. They are people who fill in all the gaps in your life. Losing a friend is never easy.

It’s also been a year, wherein I have spent more than half of the year being home alone. I simply HATE being home alone these days. It’s like a curse to me to be alone in life.

It’s been a year of personal financial mess. When I was cheated by people whom I least anticipated would ever do such a thing. I had to sell my car, worse still; the money is yet to come by. And the person is aloof. It’s been a year where in the people whom I helped monetarily started avoiding me jus’ cos they were not able to pay me back. In the process I have learnt never again to trust people easily henceforth.

All said, trying to look at the better side of the year 2009, if I were to choose “THE BEST MOMENT” of the year 2009 and also one of the best moment of my entire life so far, I have no second thoughts; it has to be Wednesday 7th of Jan 2009. The day I came to realize that; at times, love happens at the very first sight. The day my smart little, handsome nephew Aman was born (Meet Aman). Perfect Start for the New Year.

Just when things were looking bad and I needed a desperate break from Bangalore, I managed to get one in the form on an onsite trip. A perfect Vacation (Supposed to be an official trip) at Malaysia. A perfect place to unwind.

As the year draws to a close, I am looking forward to start the year 2010 with someone whom I always long to be these days. A full 10 day vacation with Aman. All excited about the vacation. And then from there it’s off to Malaysia for another 2 weeks on business. Great way to start the year 2010.

Wishing all my readers “A Happy and a Prosperous new year”.

Future Converstaions

Fazal on the phone at the office lift.

Me: Hello
F1 : Hey, I need some cash dude!!!
Me: How much?
F1: I need to buy a Grenade launcher
Me: WHAT?????
F1: Yes, I need to complete jobs and I don’t have this damn thing to do it
Me: (Laughs out loud), I cannot send you cash. May be if I have extra grenade launchers I ll try send you.

(Fazal Looks around, all are staring at him and take a step back from him)
Me: (Laughing) No!!! It’s not what you think. We are discussing about a game called Mafia Wars (MW) on Facebook

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Fazal on the phone at the store in one of the malls

Me: Hello
F2: Fazal, you on MW now?
Me: No, I am outside.
F2: Hey, I need you to send me a ruby ring, I need to vault my collection
Me: Oh, I guess I have an extra one. I will send you the ruby ring once I get back home. You want that diamond ring, I guess I have 3 of them.
(Fazal looks around, all are staring at him, and all take a step closer to him)
Me: Oh, my friend wanted a small help.

(Fazal is surrounded by all pretty girls in the store. After all diamonds are a girls best friend)

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Fazal on the phone @ the jeweler store

Me: Hello
(After quite a while of discussion over the phone outside, steps into the store. The conversation is already half way through about Mafia Wars)
Me: So where you these days?
F3: Busy trying to unlock jobs in Mosco
Me: Oh, I was in Mosco for jus sometime, then moved to Cuba, but they all don’t pay you more yaar. So I came back to New York.
F3: So how much money do you have in NY?
Me: My account? Oh I keep all my cash in the Bank. I should ve close to 2 billion dollars.

(fazal looks around!!! Finds everyone wide mouth opened. Fazal smiles)

Me: Oh, that’s nothing.
(fazal is taken to the managers room to discuss if I could invest in their business)

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Fazal on the phone walking besides a silent protest

Me: Hello
F4: Hey, yesterday I found a lost rabbit in the field. Adopt it before someone else does.
Me: Oh, I have already adopted that rabbit. This is the fourth rabbit that I am adopting. I have to stop adopting animals I guess. My farm is filled with animals that I have adopted.

(fazal looks around!!! All PETA activists flock fazal asking him to do an add shoot for them)

PS : For all those people to whom this post made no sense. Please don't waste your life. Go play Mafia Wars and Farm Ville atleast once. And then come back to my post to enjoy your read

Finally!!! Pay Back time

I opened the paper today and I was delighted to see this piece of news on the front page of TOI.
"Centre tightens visa regulations; US, UK protest"

And look who is complaining! The same people who have the most cumbersome and insane visa rules and are especially biased against WE Indians. Always I used to wonder why are we so easy and welcome these people with red carpets when we are never welcome in their land.

"Pay back time it is!!! " Cheers to the Indian Government for taking this bold step

Sometimes..

I know the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.

-Ernest Hemingway, "A Farewell To Arms"

A stupid thought

The whole world knows the moon(girls) but the moon(girl) does not know which planets(guys) orbit(go around) the moon.

100!!!

I have bored my readers enough!!! (Readers? I was referring to myself) So my 100th post is all about graphs and stat's and numbers. Since the time I have got into this new project of mine, I have begun to love numbers. Life these days is all about real time data and trends in data.

On this day 13th..

Jul 2005, Fresh out of college, with some flying scores and a Bachelors Degree in Information Technology, I was all fretful when I set feet into the job market. While in college I had only taken up one campus recruitment test and I went all the way to the final round and didn't make it in the end. I had lotta hopes pinned up then.
I was very keen and desperate to pick a job as early as possible, cos then I had some promises to keep. There was someone waiting for me and it was not just my prospect but our future which was to take shape. I wanted to settle down abroad and before I made that leap I wanted to ensure I had some experience with me and at the same time, I also wanted to make sure I was self dependent before I could speak to my potential in-law's.

As I kept trying for jobs, it was not a good experience to start off with. Walk-in is never easy. Sometimes I would just come back not getting a chance to be able to make my way through the crazy mob that used to gather in front of the centres. Made two futile attempts at two different companies and didn’t even make it through the written aptitude rounds.

It was on one such day in Nov 2005 that Chetan(My friend/my classmate) calls me up and asks me to come to Koramangala as there were a few openings in the company which he jus joined. I rushed. I gave my written tests. An aptitude test, a technical paper and then an essay round. The lady HR said she would get back by EOD(End of Day)

While I was heading back home, the HR calls me and informs me that I have cleared my written rounds, and then I would have group discussion the following day. So then it was the round of GD. 3 rounds of GD with some really strong contenders. I managed to survive. And then we were taken trough the technical rounds of interview the same day. And in the end, I felt positive I would make it through. I got a call the next day saying I have been selected and I could come and take my offer letter. I was all ecstatic. It was my first job and I knew it was important for me to keep moving and not fritter away time.

And it was on this very day, 4 years back 13th of Nov 2005 that I joined Aztec. There is something else about the date 13th. My Kismat Connection was born on this eventful date; fortunately for me not the same year (Sad Joke). The journey from Aztec to Aztecsoft to Mindtree has been really a great experience with my career growth on the fast lane. Four years and four back to back promotions is something I can brag of. Have been really privileged in that sense for having worked with some real great leaders (I wouldn't call them managers). I have learnt a lot. I am still learning, and will continue to learn.


4 years is not something I had foreseen when I started. But then there were lotta other things which I had never foreseen back then. I have lost something that I never wanted to let go, and somehow the thought always continues to haunt me. May be that is one reason I have always tried to keep myself engaged in work. My effort along with my share of good fortune has taken me places. From Austria to Germany to Italy and now to Malaysia. I am travelling around the globe.

All said, it's been a memorable 4 years and something that I can showcase in my resume. It's a different thing and ironical that my technical knowledge does not reflect my years of technical experience. May be that's why I find people around me these days telling, "Fazal, you are wasting your life here." Not sure if I'll complete my 5th year in this industry. Time will tell.

So time for thanksgiving again. I ll make it short. And interestingly the reasons for my success so far have all been women. My mom, My sis and My lost love. Thanks to the three of you. My mom for all her prayers, my sister for all her support, my lost love for being my reason to live.
Love you all.......

Lessons in life

It was a hot day and I was sitting by the pool and trying to beat the heat. In the meantime a lady came along with her little baby. The baby must have been barely 6-7 months. This I can say with self-assurance cos since the time Aman was born I am aware usually by what age kids to what. So by seeing this tiny tot I knew the kid was around 6-7 months old. Being the person that I am who is very very fond of kids, I kept observing the kid and it was fun to see the kid jumping around in its mom's hand. As I kept watching this lady, she did something which I never ever anticipated.

She got down with her baby into the pool. The baby's face and the expression on its face was a sight to my eyes. The water must have been really freezing for the baby. Within a few seconds the baby was beating its leg in the water and it was sure enjoying the moment.

I ve read about such things being common in the west. But this is the first time I had ever seen such a spectacle. And I was overjoyed by the sheer look on the babies face when it put its feet in the water. And at the same time I was left to reflect.

We in India particularly, I can never imagine an Indian mom doing the same to her baby. I don’t even think any mom will get her baby even close to a swimming pool, let alone get the baby into the water. We in India are generally over protective, we guard kids from the whole lot, and in some ways over the period make them dependent and vulnerable. I am sure this baby that I saw today will know how to swim even before most Indian kids learn to walk steady on their feet.

I am reminded of a anecdote of how a man found a cocoon of a butterfly and he kept watching the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it had and it could go no further. Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.

Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.

What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were nature’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Trying to draw a parallel analogy, we Indian's in the process of showering extra care towards our kids end up hindering our kid’s growth in the long run.

Just take this for an example.

A kid is running fast, it falls. It's a slight fall. You re there and you see it happen and you also know nothing would ve happened to the kid. But you run to pick the kid and you are all worried. Seeing the worry on your face, the kid starts to cry; also by this time the kid knows crying is the best way to grab attention. And so what you do is, in the process you deny the kid a opportunity to learn. A valuable lesson is gone astray. The kid from this time forth will only cry every time it falls.

Picture this in contrast, the same kid same place; jus that you act as if you ve not seen the kid fall. The kid looks around, and then seeing no one has seen it, gets up and starts to run again. He is happy and continues to run along, and as a parent you should be proud that your kid can live in this fierce world of today.

Life without obstacles would cripple us. Was it not for struggles we would not be as strong as what we could have been.

You don't fit here

Oflate I find more and more people uttering the same thing to me. People often keep saying" Fazal, you should not have been in the IT field, you should have been in a different field."

Now this could mean two things
a) It's said, you cannot hide facts from people for too long. Truth will eventually surface. Could be people have sooner than I hoped, come to realize that fazal is totally unfit for a software job.

b) It could also mean that my talent is going un-utilized in the IT industry. My strenghts are different. My core competencies are different. Which if i can work on, I can leverage things.

Time to self introspect. I can sense change round the corner.

Touching story..

This is one touching piece of story i found on the net today. Ah, this broke my heart, but the story is too touching not to share. Excuse me while I, erhm, dry my eyes. Got dust in ‘em or something.

When 6-year-old Elena Desserich was diagnosed with brain cancer, she began hiding hundreds of little love notes around the house for her parents to find after she was gone. Here’s the story:

Just before her sixth birthday, Elena Desserich (the pretty girl right on the top of the post) was diagnosed with brain cancer and given 135 days to live. She lived 255 days, passing away in 2007. After her death, Elena’s parents, Brooke and Keith, found hundreds of notes from Elena hidden around the house — in between CD cases, between bookshelves, in dresser drawers, in backpacks….

"It just felt like a little hug from her, like she was telling us she was looking over us"

Elena left hundreds of notes like the ones you see in the pics above.

Elena’s parents, Brooke and Keith Desserich, have now published these notes in a book called Notes Left Behind to fund a non-profit organization The Cure Starts Now dedicated to fighting pediatric brain cancer.

Cendol

I am a big time foodie. A guy with a good appetite for tasty food and esp spicy food. From the time I set foot in Kaula Lumpur till my last meal that I had, have all been different. Everyday, I experiment a new Cuisine. From Chinese, to Japanese, to Thai, to Indonesian to Malaya to Italian to Spanish. Have tasted it all here. I have never experimented with myself to such an extent.

And today was a day when even my system gave in. I had a real bad stomach the whole day today. And I again did something which I had never done before. Drink Barley Water. Yes!!! You heard me right. It's been a trip of many first times.
It's been a real exciting trip so far. But after today I have decided to take it slow. My System needs time.

All said, there is this one Malaysian Dish that I would recommend to All. A MUST eat Desert. It's called Cendol. Made of Coconut Milk, Red Beans, Grass Jelly, palm sugar. Its really a very refreshing Desert when served cold. I tasted in last Friday and since then I have been going in search of it everywhere I go to eat.

Malaysia, First Impression

It’s been a week since I touched base at Kuala Lumpur(KL). Before coming to this place I had a notion that this is a very conservative country. (Courtesy: The news where in a Malaysian Model was sentenced to be canned for the reason that she had consumed alcohol which is against Islam. It’s crazy , first you sell, and give people a chance to drink, and then you yourself go ahead to punish them.) But a weeks stay in this commercial cum tourist capital and I wonder was all that drama about canning in Malaysia or some other country. The Malaysia I have seen over the week is a very modern Malaysia. Where in people are rarely even clothed to cover the bare minimum. The majority population of Malaysia is Chinese. And a visit to any mall or the city and you ll find only these people all over the city. They literally rule the city. Drinks, girls all are available at the drop of the hat. The gulf region is better I feel. One month I Dubai and I have never seen things like I have seen here in the one week.

All said Malaysia is a beautiful place, an ideal location to holiday. With some state of art infrastructure, they are a very developed nation. And the most ideal location for women to shop too. They have so many shopping options. Most of the malls and stores are kinda exclusively meant for women. And if ever you spend say 2 to 3 hrs at some mall, you ll be so accustomed to seeing the white skinned Chinese women/girls everywhere. At one moment you ll find it very hard to differentiate between a mannequin and a Chinese women.

The best part of my visit so far has been my hotel stay. In a far away Resort cum Hotel well outside the city. A place I would recommend to people if ever they only want to come and relax. Every day after a tiring day at office, it’s so relaxing to step into the hotel. Every evening there is a lady who comes and plays some really melodious and relaxing piano from 18:00 hrs to 20:00 hrs at the hotel lobby cum café. Later you have live music, where they play only soft music, music on request playing all the way to mid-night. Just buy a cup of coffee and sit there, relax and enjoy the music. That’s my evening these days. Too good. So next time you want to get away from your busy life, head to Holiday Inn, Glenmarie, KL.

Flying to Malaysia

Time for another official trip. But when I said the place to people, all were like are you going on a vacation or on work?

That way, I must consider myself fortunate. After having been on a mini-euro trip it's now time to head to Malaysia. Europe was an exotic location. A great place to laze, a place ideally meant for lazy folks like me. Google for the worlds best places to live/holiday, and in that 70% of the places are in Europe. And one visit and you'll come to accept as to why these places are deserving of the title they hold.

While in Europe I was totally disconnected from my world of blogging, and missed out on many of my travelogues and adventures (read mis-adventures)

Hopefully I should be connected during this trip to Malaysia.

Signing off from bangalore for now.

Seeing her go...

I told her I would leave office early and at any cost make sure I am there at the promised time.

But as always, every time I have something imperative outside office, something or the other goes wrong. At 5PM she gives me a call asking where am I? Yes, that was the time I had promised her that I would be there.

I didn’t have to explain, like always even before I could say she understood and asked me by what time latest could I make it. I told her in another hour’s time I would make sure I am there.

And finally at 6 I managed to leave office. Thanks to Diwali Eve Rush, I was trapped in swarming traffic. Somehow making my way through frenzied traffic I hurried.

Finally I made it. She looked at me; she smiled and then looked at the time. And gave me this look. I, as always gave a dumb look and a remorseful smile.

She is used to this by now. She didn't say anything, and just smiled back.

Being guilty of having made her wait and having messed up her plans for the evening, I asked her if there was something I could do.

She in her every comforting voice told me that she is more than happy and at the same time glad that I didn’t make her wait any further.

It was the day she was supposed to leave. It was again one such day in my life, which I always dread, letting go people whom I love. It was time for her go, and in the process depart from someone to whom she meant all his world.

It was time for my Mommy dear to join sister, jeej and her little grandson whom she misses the most. Mom was completely prepared. She had done all her packing, she had all her travel documents ready and she had her own checklist in her mind which she kept checking it time and again to ensure everything was in place.

After having dropped her at the airport I was standing outside and waiting for mom to get her boarding pass. Silently I watched her go through all the process and once she got her boarding pass, mom came out and told me "I have got my boarding pass. You go back now and take care".

Did I shed a silent tear? I don’t know. But it was nice to see mom totally in charge, totally poised, totally calm. Mom over the years has become more composed thanks to an irresponsible son like me.

Sometimes in life we get to see our parents grow in front our eyes. And in that too they go on to teach us a lesson, as to how important it is to not make your life dependent on someone.

Miss you mom..

Sometimes...

Sometimes we fight with people not because we hate them. We fight because we Love them, We fight because we are scared, we might lose them.

Lucky By Chance

Was working late at office today, and normally when I am late I drive Cruise Control when I am on full throttle. A normally law abiding driver in me, once it is late nite looks right, looks left and if does not see Maama(that's how we address traffic cops in this part of the world) around, Jumps the traffic Signal provided there is no traffic.

Today was one such day again. After having a good day at office and an even greater time in all the meetings today, I was all happy and so was happily driving back home relaxed and happily jumping signals at will.

But then sometimes you don't really know, why is that you act the way you would normally never.

I jus' applied brakes at one of the signals and was least worried to move, whereas people behind me gleefully overtook me and jumped the signal.

I could not stop laughing at myself, when I saw 3 maamaas jumping infront of these vehicles from no where for having jumped the traffic signal.

That's when it struck me.. "Lucky By Chance".

DISCLAIMER : The traffic jump was carried out by an expert who is professional in everything he does. The reader is advised not to try the same stunt, and if he/she really wants to try, they may do so under their own risk. The writer is in no way responsible for the outcome of your stunt. Remember luck is ONLY by Chance. Not at Will.

My Health Report

Of late, on a regular basis I get to see this particular advertisement on Television which gives out starling facts as to, how many People in India have heart related ailments and how this figure is gonna get worse over the years. And the add goes on to encourage people to take an online test which is supposed to be scientifically based. At the end of the test you will get to know how less a time you have in your life and how many pending items you have in your action list, called life. A bigger tension though is that, after the test, your health is sure to deteriorate even further seeing the results. Sometimes being ignorant helps.

Today, however I shed my ignorance and decided to take up the test. Thanks to my office hours, I have the opulence to do things which I otherwise would have never done.. I went to their website, the signup process is very swift, will take you less than a minute. Fortunately they jus' ask you your email id, and not your phone number. So no one should have a dilemma signing up.
And ya, if you guys want to take up the ordeal, click here.

Once you are done, the test takes less than 2 minutes. And the end of the test you have your most awaited test results.
And this is what my heart report reads..

(Click Image To Enlarge)

Quite expected!!!. I knew I was slightly overweight(YES!!! you heard me rite, ONLY SLIGHTLY). I know I have very high stress levels, thanks to work and my way of life where in I take some issues and people very personally. It’s a fact I very rarely do any physical activity, again thanks to my nature of work and my ever lazy bones.
But there was something I didn't understand!!! "Elevated Resting Heart Rate" What is that??? Is my heart resting and not beating??? Or does it imply that, to save my heart of all heartbreaks, I have kept my heart away from everyone at an elevated place? If yes, that is also a known fact.

And one point that I liked in the report which made me smile...

“Your Heart Age May be marginally Older than your Age"

So that puts my age at 26, but how old or older is my heart??? Could it also mean that, I am more mature for my age???? :)
I should tell this mom, she always says I still act like a kid.

Blog to Unblock

I was going through my orkut profile and was navigating through the section "photos of me".
For people who are new to orkut, it's a section where the photos in which you ve been tagged are displayed.

There is one thing common to most of my friends, they re very creative in whatever little things they do.
This friend of mine had tagged different people with their traits. And being the ever curious person that I am, there I was the very next second hovering my mouse over different traits to see what best describes fazal according to this friend of mine.
And this is what I found. Fazal - "flirtoo"!!!

Curiosity sure did kill the cat this time.
At times it's appealing to know what people think about you, especially if they happen to be your friends. And then you know what is wrong with you.

Moving on, jus' a few days back while I was busy doing what I do the best -"Googling and surfing". I found this bit of piece of research article, and it instantly brought a grin on my face.
The article read “More than half of internet users search for ex-lovers online". And no guesses, why that grin on my face. May be I have moved on to a great degree esp. over the past few months, but there was sure this phase in my life when I used to Google/search for my lady love on the net.
I am beginning to love these kinda research works, wish I can be a part of this out of work and claiming benefit team. These guys always come up with attention-grabbing matter. Click here to read their previous research article.

Work after a long time seems to be getting exciting and is helping me dust my grey cells back again. Working from an all new location, with a whole new set of individuals and on a new proposal from scratch, work really is getting demanding. It's a nice feeling when I see my office outlook Calendar on certain days crammed with meetings. It gives you a sense of responsibility and a feeling that you re growing at your work place. But that is certainly not the reason why I have not been blogging.

This blog is to get me outta my writers block. Guess this should get me started now...

My City

While driving back home today, at one of the junctions while I was stuck at the traffic signal, saw this very interesting hoarding, wanted to take a pic of the hoarding too, but then didn have time for that... If someone is from Bangalore, or has seen Bangalore in the very recent past, will be able to relate it much better..
This is what the hoarding said...

" Shouldn't Metro mean Progress, Instead of "Work in Progress""....

Bangalore is very fast turning into a concrete jungle. It's is no longer the calm, quite and green city it once used to be..

Re-connecting....

Four weeks is sure a long time, ain't it? And that's how long I have been away from my blog, from my tweets, and my IM's and the world of net..
It's pouring complaints from all quarters, everyone is complaining saying I have no time for them. From family to friends, everyone is complaining.
So its time I reconnect, redial to the world, and what better way to get started than my blog.

Weekend Updates

As we step into our 63^rd year of Independence, here is wishing everyone a Happy Independence Day. Let the true spirit of Independence prevail for years to come. Thanks to the swine flu scare that has engrossed Bangalore it has not been an independent weekend. I have been more than happy to confine myself to the comforts of my home.

After having worked at odds time of the day, day in and day out, every now and then 24 x 7 like any other techie, my computer, the only person who always obeyed my directives, gave up this Friday. It simply refused to boot. Convinced about my limited knowledge of computer hardware I tried my best to revive it. But all in vain. The poor thing has worked 8 x 7 on all weekdays and has worked 24 x 7 on all weekends and holiday for the last 6 years. I was having this uncanny thought whether this is a case of sibling rivalry? Did I start ignoring my system after I got myself a laptop??? From the time I have got my laptop I have been more hooked to my laptop as it keeps me mobile. Though my laptop is anytime far advanced in performance, for all my mundane work I guess I still prefer to fall back to my desktop as it is more rugged unlike my Vaio which is more a delicate darling.

For quite a long time now I have always loved women with nose piercing, and for some time now I have been really a great admirer of women with nose piercing. I remember even tweeting about it a few days back after I met this girl who had a nice little nose piercing. Yesterday I was watching this movie on TV and when I saw the pretty Trisha with a nose piercing; my feeling that women look much prettier with a nose piercing was reinforced. So I have made up my mind, if ever I get married or if ever someone does agree to risk her future in my hand, I ll try everything possible to talk into her the idea of getting her nose pierced. I have heard diamonds are a girl’s best friend. Don’t we get diamond studs for nose? I hope someone is reading.

Guess tweeter is spoiling me. You must have already seen the effect of tweeting on this blog. It’s all so random. On second thoughts life is all about randomness rite?