Rag-a-Tag

Okay, I gotta admit… I m no longer the avid blogger I used to be. Once upon a time, I couldn’t sleep easy unless I had posted something on Monkey Business. Today, I keep putting off the task and going to sleep, instead.
No, it’s not writer’s block – and if it is, I guess it’s gotta be the longest block this blockhead has known. But anyways, here I am again because of Ab, who tagged me. Thanks for keeping me going, friend. Or my stupid blog would have remained stuck in time all year long.

What I have to do is simple: Post five links to five of my previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the five key words given : family, friend, myself, my love, anything I like. Then, after this is done, I gotta tag five other friends to do this. Gosh, Im getting so lazy i actually copy-pasted this too. or maybe im just too used to ctrl-c, ctrl-v for my own good (And omigosh! Think I ctrl-Ced that bit from Ab’s post too).

Okay, this should be a breeze.

Family: Well, I have referred to them in a post entitled Home again, written way back in 2005, when I was back at my parents’ place at Kerala. Then, more recently, I wrote about my dad forcing little me to say “I want to become a doctor” in And one for the road. There are just too many to count, actually, probably because I blog a lot about my childhood…

Friends: I have written quite a lot on this one too, but my favourite is one on my last day at MCC… with Fela and I sitting on the Heber bridge and staring at the setting sun before heading off to Star Wines for a drink. If I recall right, it was called One last drink and that’s it.

Myself: Oh, lots of them. Being a narcissist helps. Actually, read any of my posts –  except the short stories, of course – and you’ll realise that my blog’s all about me, me, me! Well, there are some social commentaries too, but take it from me – they are crap.
Believe me not? Try this, this, this … in fact, all of it.

Love: Well, I really don’t believe in putting stuff like that on the net but, well, there was this time when I did do it once. A long time ago, when I was still using Rediffblogs.com. It tells the tale of a time when I tried calling an ex-girlfriend who had  completed her course in Literature and gone home to Mizoram. Oh well, don’t feel like posting that link here…

Finally, Anything i like! Hmm. I think it was the one on the quakes.Y’see… I’ve had the good fortune to see two of them in my life, and the better fortune to never be affected by any of them. I must say it was one of my posts that actually bordered on being humorous. It was called, well, let’s see…. Fire burn, and cauldron bubble…

Your turn now…

Now to give away some worms. One for you, Shain… another for you, Liz… and I have been sparing you too long, Chup Chap . My heart bleeds for you, dudes, but you know how the rules go…