Catharsis

So finally i get down to doing it, writing the blog, to be precise. Guess its been almost a year when i first set up the profile and header, but never really got down to actually posting. There were 'hazar' reasons for not doing so, but let excuses not be the topic for the very first entry!
Instead let me tell you the reason for eventually shrugging off the inertia. Catharsis. Yes exactly, catharsis that writing or rather expressing yourself provides. Let me elaborate on that.
Last monday, a post on one of the mailing lists, of which am a member, shot up my blood pressure levels to incredible heights. It was all about an article( Murder most foul )in a national newspaper of an alleged incident of animal slaughter in the hallowed portals of our JNU, by a resident student who belongs to one of the states from the north east of India. Although the writers protest of animal slaughter was understandable, but what ticked me off (and a million others too, judging from the acerbic postings on various forums) the most was the writers sweeping statements about the culture, people etc of the states of the NE of India, and her general prejudiced and zealotist attitude, which reeked of nothing but ignorance in bucketfulls. More alarming was the fact that a national newspaper thought it appropriate enough to publish it.
The whole day passed in scouring the forums for apt replies to this ignoramus. Befitting ones were like a breeze of cold air to an enflamed heart, although it was clear from my road rage on the commute back home, that it wasn't enough!
Eventually, after a satiating dinner of pork and whisky, got down to writing, (pounding actually!!), a retort!
Suggest you check it here . Its the cock and bull story and writing it was indeed cathartic!!!