Sameer Agarwal

This is more of a Twitter kind of message. It is 3:15 AM on a Thursday night and despite the (ill-) reputation of having the ability to sleep at any place, and at any time of the day, today is an exception. Probably because Sakshi is away to Delhi and I’m alone . Probably because I’ve setup personal websites for me and us. Probably because I don’t know what I’m going to do with those websites really. Probably because I’m feeling impatient about installing WordPress and moving my blog. Probably because I want to make more money. Probably I want to have sex. Probably because I want to make a difference to the world I live in. Probably because I want to setup an entrepreneurial venture. Probably because I do not know what I want to setup. Probably I want a comfortable life. Probably I’m thinking my life is more comfortable than it ought to be. Probably I want to retire. Probably I want to do so much more in life. Probably….

Probably I need to get myself sorted out for the evening… err.. night. Probably a drink will help. But the fact is I’m suffering a stock-out!

And so the fact is, let probability by damned and let’s face the fact that if I do not sleep now, then I’m going to sleep through the back-to-back meetings in office tomorrow, well today. Probably I will sleep now… Err… probably!

Sakshi has been having trouble with her blog name and looking for a solution to export all her posts and comments to a new blog name. This feature is not available on Blogger to my knowledge. So I suggested WordPress to her – which will import all her posts and comments from her existing blogger account. Hurray! So, she’ll be gone from blogger soon.

But now the question is how long can I survive at Blogger? Features on WordPress are just too enticing and in this age of instant gratification how long can one resist? Even though I may never need those features, but guess “alliwantiseverything’, and, that’s the user name I suggested Sakshi!

Afterthought – guess that’s what’s happening to relationships as well. Loyalty takes a backseat in this age of instant gratification and no resistance.

Sakshi recently told me that I’m more romantic/caring on text than in normal life. While I’ve always been aware that I do ‘write’ a little better than I ‘speak’, her statement was a revelation that is probably true as well. Words manifest your emotion – when said better they express the emotion better. When expressed better, they are ‘felt’ better too.

Taking the hypothesis further, a person is judged by the way she expresses – and of course there is no rocket science in this. However what I find an interesting area of study is, that if there is a variance in the way you speak and the way you write (which is the case more often than not) how do you judge a person? That introspection is for some other day, for now back to this variance.

Has it got something to do with the thought-word ratio? When you’re speaking – you either speak after you think, or the other way round. Better speakers have a more moderated thought-word ratio. Mostly, the thought-word ratio is difficult to control at a conscious level (operates at the sub-conscious level). Writing probably gives you the leeway of moderating the thought-word ratio at your own convenience while speaking does not. Maybe!

I can’t handle criticism. I can’t handle probing. I get defensive. What’s the best way to deal with it? I tried humor. Sometimes when I do see the fun side of things in a situation like this I am not able to play it all through. I don’t like it. Why do I have to always prove ‘it’? Somebody help me..