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It gets tiresome after a while. To keep on and on about loneliness, depression, mood swings. Surely there is more to life than mere whining. Like some one said in a respone to a previous post in this blog, loners are basically selfish people, thinking about themselves all the time. I am beginning to think that he had a point there. I mean, what the heck, people are suffering all over the place and here are the glorious loners of the world wallowing in self pity. And all that is bothering us, self styled loners, is some chemical in the neural network of the brain gone nuts. Great!!

But on second thoughts, what are blogs for. I mean personal blogs. If I cannot open up here, where on earth can I do that. The whole problem with being a loner is that he/she is not quite given to socializing. So along came blogs and did we jump on to that ! In the process, people who would die rather than confess to personal problems in their normal, 'real' life open up like hurricanes and whine. I have been to blogs and then some more. And honestly this blog has given me some very thoughtful, caring people as blog friends. That is the biggest blog bonus. The community of nameless, faceless humans who care and even worry about each other.

Long live blogs !

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TD said…
It's not that lonely in cyberspace. There are real people stopping by your blog. I just did, via BE. Keep smiling :)
9:22 AM
Pradeep VM said…
Thank you td
8:15 AM
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