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There is definitely more to it than meets the paper. What finally appears has to be legible or coherent or both and if really lucky appealing to a certain audience that it draws some criticism - good or bad. Starts with reams of drivel followed by condensed drivel eventually ending up in a bound or not so bound (as in case of this blog) content, consuming the ether with more lumps of thoughts (that may or may not be thought through after all).



A lot has been written and continues to be - with today's technology is also available quickly to the masses for their consumption. We have indeed come a ways from the Moses and Guttenberg days - this glass screen I am using to tap out this cacophony of words is testament - not able to rid of those pesky biblical terms in this monologue is a situation I need to address with self.


We humans feel the urge to communicate, whether relevant or irrelevant to our survival as a species. I know I am guilty as charged. Today's technology allows for audio, text and now even video (3D is coming soon as of this blog's publication) showcasing everything from celebrity bloopers on stage to major climatic events to someone's morning rituals - all in brilliant color (sized to fit your screen or intellect).


From the days of the epics like Homer's Odyssey and the Ramayana or Mahabharata (ever wonder if people actually spoke to each other by standing at weird angles so the addressor never actually faced the addressee - watch some bestselling episodes of Mahabharata if you can from the desi soap archives) to modern day NY Times bestsellers we as a form of evolved organism have been continuously expressing our high and lows; our aspirations and our fears; our wins and loses; hoping that the reader finds solace and hope; learning and tools needed to make themselves a better planet.

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