A rag-tag writeup

I have never expended a singe brow of sweat on my blog when it comes to how I want it to look or whether I have blogrolled and, truth be told, I suck at HTML big time.
Shilpa and Snigdha have tagged me and this phenomenon sounds alien to me. But I am gonna keep the spirit alive though.

Much as Krissh Ashok would scoff, or much worse, snigger at me, a “dear friend’s” prodding has led to this latest entry.

Following are the five, among not many, idiosyncrasies of mine:

1)I hate at the sight of multiple windows’ on my task bar. I imagine a hydra-headed monster waiting to swallow me.

2)I have an amazing propensity for 700MB movie files. I download them because they give credence to the term DVDRIP.

3)Like Naipaul hated India I hate books which have a best-seller tag attached to them with the same intensity. As soon as I notice this tag I tend to dismiss the book as, to borrow a phrase from the British band “Sex Pistols”, “a piss stain.”

4)I refrain from reading on the web, if I can read it on print. I think I will be doing a great disservice to my fraternity. Moreover, the tangibility factor also comes into play.

5) I started getting newspaper at home since the Toronto Cup in 1996 when Ganguly turned out to be the Seth Rogen of Indian cricket. During those days I used to flip through the pages from back-to-front i.e., sports page to the front page. That habit stuck to me till date albeit these days I read it (newspaper).