Grrr-aduation!!!

It is graduation time and people all around cannot stop 'celebrating'.(Just a puny 'r' in 'celibate' creates so much of a difference!)
Would-be-graduates immerse themselves in alcohol and/or walk around in wet skimpy clothes on campus(depending on whether it's a he or a she). They wear strange apparels and stranger head gear and harbor hopeful illusions about the future-Theirs and others'.Their parents put up 'College-Grad' stickers on their cars and float cartoon-graduate balloons from their car tops.Mother earth simply cannot keep up with their gargantuan lust for roses,daisies, germinis,orchids and what not. Having spent much of their last 4 or 5 or 6 or...n years, as the case may be, in college learning (and often preaching!) responsible use of earth's resources they go berserk and their unabashed display of floral fetish is but quite disconcerting. Some hang Olive ,alpine and what not coronas around their neck like Olympians or victorious gladiators.
They throw parties and want everyone to know that someone they know has arrived. That the world will be a better place for it and that had their graduation been a bit earlier our world would not have had Dec,2012 as it's tentative expiry date.
Too much gaiety around me disturbs me. I don't know exactly what feeling it is though. I don't suppose it could be called jealousy or contempt or resentment . Not that I don't want the show to go on.By All means it should , it must- for me to make such sullen observations about it!Indeed, I have found it central for my general way of existence that there be people or events or places -entities really- that have done nothing against my well being materially or morally - but those that I could lampoon and critique for no fault of theirs. You must pardon me my idiosyncrasy if you are reading my blog. I get restless if I don't find something to lambaste at regular intervals of time. Politics, Politicians, free style poetry, Cliched jokes, humorless acquaintances, state of High Energy Physics....you name it and no amount of money will suffice to keep me from lambasting it.Perhaps the closest dictionary 'abstract' noun that I can classify my feelings into is cynicism :
"An attitude of scornful or jaded negativity, especially a general distrust of the integrity or professed motives of others"
As I sit now at a south facing window of Leavey library there must be atleast a couple of thousand people in festive attire holding balloons and wearing garlands and leafy crowns and photo-oping away in the McCarthy quad adjacent below.Their caps and gowns bright black , red sashes fluttering in the air.From my vantage point inside sealed windows high up on the fourth floor, they are mute characters on a television screen and myself - a deaf and grumpy cricket reporter covering the Indian team performing at West Indies recently.All I can think of producing is grump and yet more grump.
Can a possible explanation (why do we even need one?!) of the source of all this grump be that I never got to attend my college graduation that was postponed to a date I wasn't in India anymore and the day of my high school graduation I was away in Patna (unsuccessfully attempting the Indian National Chemistry Olympiad).
Who is to say ?
Why something is,
The other 
or 
The One Way!

Off the Block....

Having typed and deleted my opening sentence thrice before settling upon the present , I now proceed with my catapult of verbiage.
Today and for days to come...I hope.
I start my Web-logs at the end of the first offical day of the 26'th year of my life.
This also happens to be the auspicious day of Maha-Ashtami , the middle and the most important day in the 3-day worship of Goddess Durga- The fiery(towards evil) but beautiful goddess of the Bengali people (Well yeah!!!predominantly) .
Today also is....No wait...I am no chronicler of the present or a custodian of the dates..... I am but a humble netizen trying to raise a flag of ownership on a tiny corner of the infinitude of content in a gigantic sea and since I am to be best described as a theological opportunist ,the covert supplication to the graceful goddess may be excused as another greedy attempt at undue fortune.
So Why did I have to write a blog?
There are 5 main reasons for such an action on my part:

1. I believe that a piece written from the heart has the power to move people and nations.
2. I believe my thoughts will resonate with a large number of people desiring a voice to call their own.
3. I believe that my take on music,film,sports,reports,theology,ethics, politics, economics and all other -ics will be well informed,researched and seminal.That it will represent original and unplagiarised articles on the same.(Note the absence of Science here:Being in Science myself I know better than to claim the same for it!)
4.I believe, all that I write will be useful,entertaining, true and politically and grammatically correct.
5. Finally, I believe in my own estimates whereby my blog would draw enough traffic(Adsense-$$$) in about a year to let me take up travel writing as a profession without worrying about money.

I wish I could tell you that I did believe in any of the above but if I do .....you would either think I am taking you for a ride longer than you would like to OR that I am a self righteous dreamer-both unwanted outcomes for me. And so it is that I declare that except for a nagging feeling to do something about my writing which has come to this decrepit state of petty prattle, I don't really have a reason to impose my thoughts on any of you.

I write for a faceless audience and I am not apologetic though I can imagine the furrows of exasperation on their cheeks.I have myself thought lowly,very lowly I must add, of some bloggers who have imposed themselves upon me and have flustered in lieu of the blogger-who should have flustered had he known my thoughts as a reader of his blog.But having outdone my quota of flusters I am not prone to fluster quite so easy anymore.

I shall write with the determination of an outcast poet and I know I have enough gall to carry me through. My posts shall bear no relationship to either previous commendation or condemnation.
I shall persevere in my nonchalance and avow to define a paradigm of unflappable prose and occasional poetry in the only two languages I manage to speak.

The only tangible benefit I can foresee now is that may be having a blog of my own can act as a credible deterrence against unsolicited requests for blog perusal.May be One(many....most...possibilities too!!!) suitably shoddy article in my arsenal would give my otherwise benign existence enough teeth to dissuade forceful friends from afflicting their abominations on me.

Yeah, I am one of them...The Cynics...you guessed it right.

But I think too much of cynicism could prove fatal to the future of the nascent blog....(hence change of tone intentional...)
All I hope to achieve, O thou, the patient One is to really track the erratic trajectory of my thought and hopefully be more regular at it than I am with the offline word file of my ramblings.
Amen!

P.S: My posts will always have references...for this one tis just
a) Dictionary.com :)