Lost & Found

Today received a mail from the Blogger site telling me that an anonymous comment awaits my approval. I was amused thinking that since long have not been blogging and certainly no blog on Blogger.com. But when I clicked on the link was really surprised to see my long forgotten Blog dating back to 2006 AD. Either I am getting old or have been meandering too much on the net but either way I really had forgotten about this Blog. It was like stumbling an old comfy T shirt in an inaccessible nook whilst cleaning the closet.....

Web is really entagling and one link leads to another and before by the time you shut down you laptop you have forgotten half the sites visited.......

This also reminds me of the old letters and cards which sometimes pop-up and leave you either bleary eyed or laughing loudly lol! My mom's letters used to be riot. Mostly on an inland letter stationery of Indian Postal Dept, she used to utilise all the flaps and blank spaces. Sometimes even the space between the lines was written on either in different ink or upside down. And it contained everything- instructions and advices " Control your expenses" " Dont let people fool you", family updates " Your Dad's BP is high" " Maid did not come for one week", social updates about who is getting married to whom, who has got a baby and who has not. One had to do all acrobatics with neck, eyes and mind to get a grasp of the letter. And somewhere in the last used to appear a line or two in my Dad's beautiful print handwriting informing that Rs 700 has been mail transferred to your account. Well this used to be the most readable line and sometimes the only line which was searched for and read and once that done the letter tossed. On the phone I used to chide her saying why you write so much and I just read the lines at the start and at the end. In reply I used to get threat that no letters from her anymore but then I knew these were empty threats. But surely the time catches on and if not then, later on the letters stopped and sometimes now one feels to relive those moments again. May be like the link which comes in a forward which replays the old animated song of Ek titali anek titaliyan......

Then there used to be letters from freshly-separated-after-college friends telling about the new job, new environment, new love affairs. Once in a while pouring from the heart of a friend who coud not get his love. Snail mail ensured that these were written at night with emotions flowing like monsoon rivers. Unlike emails which most of the times people will write with 100 other things happening on their laptops and around them either at office or at some public place. When such letter resurfaces now, I wonder is this the same guy who is now happily married to a different girl and does not even bother to send an email or a text on my birthday. Indeed amusing!

And last but not the least the Love Letters...... my wife still has preserved all postings to her right from the small notes and cards to the long letters written in those nights of emotional and physical weakness. LoL! It is well documented fact that females preserve such documents very efficiently and no wonder the same get used against the men later on..... Sigh........ But I wonder if I would have fallen in love now...... all those fancy e cards, smart pitcorial scraps of Orkut or the Facebook love games would have had the same effect of the handwriting on the floral stationary embelished with the cute stickers and sketches.......

Looks like I meandered too much into the closet.......