To whom it may concern
I wanted to do this via video– but I’ve this huge pimple under the right eye and trying to get the foundation to match the rest of the skin tone is ridiculously hard.
2010 has been a pretty interesting year for me. I’m the kind of person that likes order in life. It was supposed to be the year when I finished my Masters and started on my PhD. proposal which I would then get by 30. Ofcourse, one must never underestimate the power of a bad breakup and violent bacteria. And then, this happened. Who’d have thought a rant blog would get the attention it did because of a tennis player who couldn’t go beyond the second round? (Thank you Sania. Muah) Needless to say, I’m not much of a planning person anymore.
I was funny guy in class during my time in university. Ok maybe not funny for the classmate whose glasses I broke because I thought it’d be hilarious if I asphyxiated him with the plastic coating of my register, but I usually had a wise crack up my sleeve. Now, to be able to do that for a living, to be able to fill a vital yet thoroughly understaffed social role (in India), to be able to walk into a room and make hundreds of people laugh uninhibited and just to be able to communicate with thousands of like minded people whose thoughts I could echo in whatever way, shape or form – it feels fantastic. To be considered a part of this under-appreciated but growing community of comedy bloggers, semi-pro stand ups, comic makers and what have you is a privilege that I don’t take lightly. We, as a collective, bare everything we have day in day out for a few seconds of magic between us and the reader/audience. And those few seconds are pretty much what make or break our day. So for everyone who ever read this and every other blog, came to one of our shows, left a comment positive or negative or is a silent observer on Twitter – thank you.
While the cynic inside my knows that this too shall not last, and that individuals are propped only to be taken down in due course by the very same people – I have never been in a situation where I have (through words and/or action) so many people rooting for me to succeed whether in comedy or something as random as entrance exams. And considering all of you are strangers – it rekindles a sense of goodness and hope which life (for me) seemed to have battered out. I don’t talk about it – but I appreciate it.
Thank you for reading, and I hope to be funny enough next year. If not, fuck you. Happy New Year.
P.S. You fuckers better not ask me to write something positive for the next 6 months.