Hola

I'm in my early twenties and live in Bangalore, which means that I'm a superlatively unsuccessful SE in a superlatively successful SC. The tedium of work, I manage to break with tedium of some other, and a more severe, kind. And when that gets boring too, I mentally replace the word with a synonym and make believe that I've replaced the mental state itself to something newer, if not better. And so the vicious circle, or the infinite loop, if you please, of life has been going on.

The idea of a blog was born in a rare moment of inspiration on a particularly lacklustre day, when most things I normally do seemed too dreary to stand. I usually wouldn't have done too much under the circumstance, but that's set to change, now that I've got this to inflict the produce of my horrendous ennui on all you fair, unsuspecting folk. After all, nothing helps bad mood like spreading it around! Yeah, yeah, I know! I haven't stooped to the lowest levels of plagiarism, like all you smart people have already begun to point out, yet - due credit is offered for that line to Messers C and H.

I do my fair share of reading and listening to music, and I used to do my fair share of drawing and playing badminton, and about a zillion other things which somehow seem to have disappeared without a trace (only temporarily, I hope vainly), the moment I landed myself in this infernal vortex of madness called the SI. Still, there is good food, and good friends, and good books and music, when occasionally I do manage the time, to provide some temporary succour. Also the occasional movie or two, and the occasional getting sloshed (God! It's been ages now!). Wit delights me the most, and by that I mean anything that doesn't remotely resemble my sickly sense of humour.

Ok, I've been tweaking around with this blog for close to an hour and a half now. I have much else to do apart from writing claptrap, and because much else is what feeds me from time to time, seemingly a little more munificently these days than before, I will have to get back to work. And hope to get out of this hell hole soon, lest I succumb to the temptation of posting more magnificent shit here.

Lastly, I'd be utterly delighted to hear from you. Please do mail me at retisaint(at)yahoo(dot)com.

And, lastly-lastly, where as '$BlogDescription' only makes a pretense of warning you, here's the total, unabridged disclaimer:
This blog is meant only to cater to that utterly, egoistically ugly facet of me that is slightly hard to please through other channels, and from time to time I'll provide enough reason for anybody to not contest that. At any rate, despite my almost-mild manners and a, usually, fairly balanced world-view, if the stray visitor does find something of offence, I offer a few apologies and no more. Actually, I might be willing to catch an occasional brickbat or two, but only as long as it doesn't overly upset me (or the other visitors, for that matter ) - after all, this is my turf, and I set the rules for what goes on around here!