shouting into the void
oh, yay. another newsletter. this be the latest venture in my never-ending quest to add to the signal/noise equation on the interwebs - firmly to the denominator.
what prompted me to start this thing now, with near-zero planning? (heck, i don’t even have a name for this yet)
another newsletter, of course!
this bit about social media essentially stemming from our desire to write resonated deeply with me. of course! i thought; a bolt of lightening went through my sleep-deprived brain. of course i tweet because i like shouting into the void! and sometimes the void shouts back! at times, it’s even nice to me!
but, well. the problem with a system that’s designed like a GooglePay scratch card is that you keep scratching it in the hope that you will get five rupees someday, even though most of the times it just tells you to politely fuck off. increasing effort, diminishing returns. places like twitter though, are slightly more subtle - because there is no obvious monetary reward dangling in front of you, you tell yourself that it is less crass.
anyhoo, reasons why i started a newsletter:
to try and get my rewards from a slightly less-instantaneous loop
i cannot be trusted to nurture any living thing for a sustained period, so a newsletter seemed like less biological casualty
to unclench that ball of anxiety in my stomach that rises up when faced with a blank page
i like shouting into the void
perhaps i will talk of life-altering things. most likely, i will not. don’t forget to like subscribe and click the bell icon to get notif - oh, sorry. just subscribe. or read. or @_drongo me with your thoughts.
i had an amazing chocolate and hazelnut ice-cream yesterday, called Rocky Road, along with some excellent paneer fingers (but like, not together - i’m not a weirdo). the place we ordered from had messed up the order the first time, and when we raised a complaint, they sent five icecreams as a replacement. good thing i have parents who will eat the mango ones, ‘coz GOD, mango-based desserts should be banned. just eat the damn fruit as is.
what’s the best thing you ate last week?