A few months ago, I received an e-mail from a gentleman in India looking for a bride. He laid out his qualifications in great detail and implored me to let him know if I knew of anyone suitable in the US. In my post-delivery, sleep deprived state, I sympathized with him mentally and promptly forgot about it. A couple of days later, he e-mailed me again. Did I find anyone suitable, he queried, and would I mind calling him?
A few months later, another gentleman who was new to Lexington called me and requested me to arrange accommodations for him. Then it was a developer from Tanjore who wanted to sell coconut groves for a very reasonable price.
The result of all this is that I've developed a very complex relationship with my virtual existence including this blog. I enjoy blogging but I can't do it with the same naivete I had 4 years ago. Alas, many of my blog posts languish in draft mode and never see the light of day because I keep wondering, "Should I really be making this public information?"
My better half wisely recommends staying away from Orkut, Facebook, blogs et al. These are all time killers, he expounds. And as additional gyaan, he tells me I am indirectly contributing to earth pollution by encouraging the growth of huge server farms the likes of Google, Facebook etc..which gobble up electricity, water etc..
Gulp. Do I really want that on my karma?
After getting me all confused, S went onto say, "You really shouldn't be overthinking this, you know."
Yeah, right.
So here's my mind, all loaded with thoughts of the earth, karma, privacy, men selling coconut groves in Tanjore, the pitiable state of Indian bachelors, G's strange head banging habit, my ever-constant weight..the list goes on. It is a wonder I can even function much less write a blog.
