Killing Writer's Block with wandering thoughts...

Wanderer strikes an instant chord with me. The name was spontaneous, like this archaic piece of literary diarrhea. I guess the blog name was wandering somewhere in the back of my mind, waiting for an outlet to gush out. Finally, it had to be today at this time.

I had been thinking about blogging for a long time. I realize after umpteen attempts that I was a chronic victim of "Blogger's block". It gives me a rare sense of satisfaction today as I wander into my grey cells culling out what I think are interesting words to construct these meaningful sentences. So, I am not too surprised when the darker corners of the grey space does not return anything meaningful or colorful (guys, you know what I am talking about...)

Talking about color, I am coaxed (once again by my wandering mind) to wander into not-so-distant ITPL (the International Tech Park in Bangalore) where my company was once located. It seems like a long time since we have shifted here; believe me, it's been less than a fortnight. Ever since we have relocated to a 'bigger campus with better opportunities', the colors have dimmed. I, for one, have become completely color blind. Day in and day out, we meet the same people, talk about the same stuff, eat the same food. The day was when three or four of us friends would submerge ourselves in a thickening crowd of post lunch nomads who would congregate at the lawn for a fag, or for cooling the eyes, or for warming in the sun, or just for the heck of it. We would be the last ones to leave the lush green meadows after the pretty ones have called it a day. Talk about nostalgia!

Hang on guys! Something tells me am on the wrong side of the day for wandering too far... let me pen down for the day. Catchya soon...