Me, Myself and Irony

There is something that has more irony to it than ganguly getting clean bold, blaming the pitch for it in the press-conference and being reminded by the journalist that the ball was a fulltoss. And that something is that I am constantly looking at the gmail chat bar for the past half an hour only to find nobody online. And whenever I go for a meeting or something even more useless but madatory then my best buddies would have their names bright and sparkling accompanied by the green ball. This leaves me with one less choice for wasting my time.

By the way, there are several measures of high quality waste of time. One is what I am currently doing. For an unfortunate reader who will put in "protinex powder" in the google toolbar and arrive at my blog, I am taking the pains of putting down this post. Anyway, I am sure blogging community would be going by the rational that god wasted his time big-time to manufacture something as a terrible a waste of time as Homo sapiens, it automatically confers the right of wasting time to us.

So herez my tribute to the global-time-wasting community : "5 terrific ways of wasting time" in descending order of popularity.

5: CHAIN EMAILS & FWDS : Irritating, disgusting and frustrating added together and squared would not describe the feeling you have on receiving an email saying "Yahoo would close its service if you don’t fwd this" or "Bill Gates sharing his wealth" or "Nokia distributing free phones" or "your next 3 wishes will come true if you fwd this to 27 people." The fart jokes that not even santa singh laughs on and the PJ series are even worse.

4: MESENGERS : This single most coveted waste of time for office goers. From Advani to Adnan Sami nothing would go un-discussed. The chats can range from how-to-kill-our-boss to come-to-the-parking-lot-at-4-when-noone-around depending on the mood, person and gender.

3: ORKUT / HI5 & LIKES : As if all the messengers were not enough, chatting through scrapbooks can be a real pain-in-the-lower-back, six inches below the belt. (I thought of writing ass, but I avoid profanities in my posts and so there is no instant in this post where I have written - ass) People associate a lot of passion with number of friends they have in their connections and so don’t wonder if you get a friends request from the person who asked you the directions towards the nearest loo in an apparently urgent call of nature.

2: BLOGGING : There is no more satisfying way to torture your enemies then writing your totally unnecessary , undesired and unsolicited opinion in 7648 words on how you feel about an even more unnecessary, undesired and unsolicited issue like "lakme-wardrobe-malfunction" and forwarding the link to them. Moreover, every tomy, pappu or hariya in the blogging community who have just read the book "11 ways of coming out of depression" will, with all their sincerity give there two cents on life, death, angel, evil, suppression, depression and human philosophy which if god-forbid Ayn Rand or any of her students read would depress them enough to make them jump off patronas towers.

1: READING MY BLOG : I know nothing else would compare favorably with this . The people who agree can jump to the comment section and the people who don’t can restart reading this post.