so so long and why 10:26

It comes as a surprise that i am writing this post now. Because when i started out writing at this address i never thought i will progress past a few posts. I also did think that this will be a place of self criticism and self scrutiny aimed at tearing apart myself. Happyly for me none of that happened and here i am typing a thank you of sorts and also appreciating the longevity of this address, if two years is long enough to be considered long.


Last year has been a lot easier and myself and the blog has changed a lot. On second thoughts the blog has changed a lot more when compared to me. I am the same old guy. yea may be an year older. But then it doesnt matter. Even if it mattered, noone would care.

The blog keep changing a lot in appearance and became heavier to load thanks to a lot of javascripts. And finally it did find comfort in a black layout. I hope it did.

Many of them who come over here, after my continued referral to do so, even if I had to say some crazy stuff to get people come here at the first place and read it such as promoting it along with a set of amazing blog writers. I guess it worked. (By guess i mean hope.) A lot of them are stuck at the title which to them is a lot of ones over a time. I did explain them in person what i meant by putting it that way and then another question would come. Why 10:26 ? I had kept silence on that thing for a long time. And since speculating comes so natural to people, there were some stories floating around answering that. Some of them relate the time to the time on my watch when i had a major breakup. A break up sounds interesting. How i wish their story was true.

So without further blah blah this is what happened.

All of you would be familiar that i went to so and so institute of technology. But before that i had to go to a school and before that i had to go to another school. The stuff i am about to narrate or try to narrate happened in the first school i went to. offlate my memory has been failing me so pardon me if the narration sounds lacking in conviction. I can bet the rest of my failing memory that the events did happen. But the events that happened on that day did shape my life.

The school was pretty small and there were this set of few students who were known for the pranks they play. They would sabotage instruments used to sing prayer songs. they would unscrew the chairs meant to be used by teachers. They would convince smaller kids that the Principal had this hobby of catching small kids and making them stand on ice or fire. This would scare the hell out of the small kids. They would create havoc in assembly by spoiling the prayer songs. And for kids supposed to be in the fourth grade, they were very impressive with their modus operandi. It was like the little rascals meets the fight club.

It was a monday and the pranksters were onto something. They somehow bunked their classes and decided to carry on their plan. They slowly headed towards the Principal's room and after making sure that the Principal wasnt around rang the bell and disappeared as they always do.

My involvment in the whole story might sound trivial to all of you, but not to me. I just got my first wrist watch that day. It was the result of the constant pestering that my parents were subjected to. One day, appa had to get a digital watch. I was proudly sporting the watch that day. Thats when the school bell rang. It took me 15 minutes to figure out that the bell was one of those pranks that keeps happening. And all that while the clock was showing 10:26 as the time. For some two days i believed that the random bell had affected the normal functioning of my watch. But later when i realised that the watch was just a imitation i felt relieved.

So thats the story of how 10:26 affected my life. You might not believe me. And i am helpess. I cannot produce the old watch as an evidence. You have to trust me on this. It did happen.