It ain't over till the fat lady sings.

A new day, a new post, a new look. My blog which had been lately infested with an infectious set of blog posts titled "The one....." decided to just shake it off like a bad bout of fleas. Hmm, so thats done and dusted.

Yesterday night, the time would have been around 10 30 pm. I was adding a couple of finishing touches to my intern report which I had to submit the next day. That's when it happened. Comp crashes, I restart it, try to recover the file, find it has been encoded into some top-secret alien code and when I open it with wordpad, what I get is mere incoherent gibberish. Now I start pacing around the house. That was my two days' worth of hard, hard work. What I needed then was a shot of scotch or atleast something Gaurav "Bolt" Shashittal could conjure up for me. But, "lucky" me, all I could lay my hands on was a jar full of groundnuts.

Yeah, time to execute the contingency plan. After several failed attempts to open the now-corrupt file, I set out on the arduous task of recreating the magic- I mean my report. So after four hours of hard labour, I had finished what I had set out to do. After a couple of curses under my breath, I turned in. Surprisingly, it was a night of more than four rather vivid dreams. Maybe God wanted to set things right with some exhilarating phantasmic experiences.

I woke up at 1 30 pm, found I had 5 missed calls and one of them was from the Americas, Canada I guessed. Then, within the next one hour I got news which left me with a cheshire cat smile and an extra post to my blog. A bunch of my dearest of friends had got into the finals of the NYC B-plan contest. Cheers bros! I actually felt happy...maybe the universe does have a way of evening things out. So let me call it CC- Cosmic Correction.

The one with my blog readability test results

Readability Results

The following table contains the readability results for http://abimopectore-aravind.blogspot.com/ .

Reading Level Results

Summary	Value
Total sentences	1000
Total words	5367
Average words per Sentence	5.37
Words with 1 Syllable	3318
Words with 2 Syllables	905
Words with 3 Syllables	445
Words with 4 or more Syllables	699
Percentage of word with three or more syllables	21.32%
Average Syllables per Word	1.73
Gunning Fog Index	10.67
Flesch Reading Ease	55.44
Flesch-Kincaid Grade	6.86

The one on Lol, Roflmao and the like

I dedicate this post to that dear friend of mine whose propensity of insinuating me to blog again has actually worked. Thanks bro, for putting me in touch with my soul again.

An overdose of reading and listening to irritatingly profound psychobabble brings me to that age-old philosophical question again- why are we here? This is what George Carlin had to say. The earth needed plastic so as to create a new "earth plastic paradigm", but the earth didn't know how to make it. So the earth figured out a mechanism to create plastic, spawn a whole new "intelligent" species called the humans. Funny, you might say, but let me cite here a global phenomenon which challenges the superior intelligence of the human species.

So let me call it the "LOL effect". I remember the good old days when I used to read a book in the company of a dictionary trying to find the meaning of those words which sounded like Greek to me. The so called best way to improve one's vocabulary. Times have changed, practices have changed. Today, I sit in front of my computer , "communicating" with my acquaintances with the help of man's one invention which has supposedly made the world a global village, and when I encounter those words which bring a quizzical grunt from my mouth, I fail to find a dictionary which can temme what they mean. LOL, ROFLMAO, BTW, BRB, TTYL....the list just goes on.

The 21st century has brought in its wake all this amazing technology but the fact of the matter is that it is just making the people dumber and dumber. "The internet was supposed to set us free, democratize us, but all it’s really given us is Howard Dean’s aborted candidacy and 24 hour a day access to kiddie porn. People…they don’t write anymore - they blog. Instead of talking, they text, no punctuation, no grammar: LOL this and LMFAO that. You know, it just seems to me it’s just a bunch of stupid people pseudo-communicating with a bunch of other stupid people at a proto-language that resembles more what cavemen used to speak than the King’s English."- well said Mr. Hank Moody*. You might ask me, why blame others when I myself am a part of the problem. Hence, my self-loathing.

All I can say is this. These near dyslexic symptoms of the new and brave generation will pain the heart of any puritan and denigrate the very beauty and idea of language. It's a dangerous proposition- youngsters learning the language through the debilitated practice of chatting rather than reading good literature. Shakespeare might not be as cool as the guy/gal with the piercing in the weirdest of places, but trust me on this, the man from Stratford-upon-Avon can give you a way better insight into the English language. As millions continue to live these decadent lives, please don't forget to simply and proudly Laugh Out Loud, while you go on LOLing.

* This post has been strongly inspired by an episode of Californication. It's a must watch.