2011…a milestone in many ways.

Wow.. I haven’t really even thought what I am going to write in this one, but just felt like the least I could do was login and if my blog still existed. And here I am.

2011 feels like one long train ride or flight that finally ended; I am so tired physically just to have endured all the different goings-on and mentally drained from the ennui of enduring one radical change after another, most of which kneed me in the balls and left me questioning the decisions that I had taken to get me to this point in my life. I guess I had so much going on had so many experiences to write about in this space.. and that was exactly the problem in and of itself..

Anyway, things are slowly starting to look up as the new year has rolled in… very slowly nonetheless.

There you have it my dear blog.. I have missed you in the last year and hope to come here and bring my old self back in the days to come.

Happy New Year to you and I.

What If – Heath Ledger

For months the hoopla surrounding the now legendary Heath Ledger was the popular news item on possibly every news/media website. The articles written said a lot of things, but one thing struck me as the common vein…and it struck me only recently, as I watched Doug Stanhope’s standup show. He was talking about how people generally say that when somebody dies really young (numerically), that the deceased person had so much to offer the world, so much promise, so much potential, stuff like that. To this, Doug said something like “What if that person was outta shit?”… Meaning, what if at the time of dying the supposedly God-gifted-uber-talented person had already reached the pinnacle of his talent?

I thought about this and one person immediately came to mind. Heath Ledger. So, I presented the theory to my wife, and she seemed to agree. My theory follows:

What if, after acing the Joker character in The Dark Knight, Heath Ledger would have thought to himself, “Gosh! I guess my performance in this movie has turned out to be possibly my best so far”. Assuming he was using drugs and was perhaps mentally unstable (which may explain his creepy ‘performance’), he would have thought that it would be impossible to perform any better in any forth coming movie, no matter how promising the script or how favourable any of the several circumstances were. Then in a flash, it would have probably occurred to him, that he would want to be remembered and idolized as The Joker. So, he ODed and ended his life.

OR he just felt repulsed after having broken his back on a mountain with Jake Gyllenhaal.

Then again, this is just my theory.

Drawing blanks…

The last few months have been a whirlwind of changes and activity on the domestic and the so called professional front. I had a lot to talk and rant about but just couldn’t turn to my trusted friend here to pour out my thoughts, for reasons unbeknownst to me.

I just logged in here and was reading some of my old posts and noticed how my thought processes have changed over the years, and how I have become much more articulate than I was back in college.

Must start posting more often; I miss this aspect of my life.. don’t know if that’s a good or a bad thing. heh.