Stupendously Sublime

This is a simple spontaneous post written from my office (i work now), I was having a conversation with gera babu, about idealism (yes, again) , he was talking about smiling a lot, and also to challenge yourself and a lot of motivational things, and me, well if you know me barely, then you might know that i hate anything remotely preachy, but when i gave him a piece of my mind, his answer startled me, he said that this was not for everyone, it was to lift his friends who felt lost, i assure you i'm not one of those lost people, but what disturbed me was the lack of sympathy that i felt for these guys, and this put me in a contemplative mood, hence the post, that why didn't i feel any sort of empathy or sympathy for the people who are struggling with their lives, why didn't i feel the least bit sorry for the people who are existing, am i the proverbial tin-man, who doesn't have a heart, no that doesn't feel right, i feel sorry for beggars all the time and for victim

Today, as i sat watching my mother's serials, i call it her serials because she is the one who watches them and i am forced to watch them, she uses some reverse reasoning like; because i'm eating i will watch my own show and the very same condition does not apply to me i.e her son. But i argue in futility, she uses her finely honed and masterful supreme logic (read emotional blackmail), and i end up watching whatever she is watching, but i don't give up at the outset, i try to make her watching those, inherently maddening programs, a most distsateful experience i'm at hand with all the sarcasm i can muster, so much so that, dinner becomes a contest between two ideologies, one is the world wise aura of a middle aged teacher who can make any student quiver in his/her respective boots, the other is the noveu independent battle hardened professional who wants his tv time. The effect is usually volatile but, i assure you no food has been flung, so far. But this post is not

This title has been very well thought-out, and after much deliberation and pondering, i have decided that in the joy of a new decade beginning i will start a new blog, not on blogger but rather on facebook, (it saves you the trouble of coming to my page and i can get passing comments too), though i absolutely detest doing anything creative on facebook, for reasons i will never say, i have decided that this will be the title of my FB blog, and everything here will be sarcastic or an angry rant, or maybe some tongue in cheek humour, but that is a long ways off, i am writing this today because i want to fulfil the purpose of the title, for which it was first thought of. Phew, FINALLY, to the point this is a post dedicated to all those who "think" they are profound and deep and philosophical, it is precisely why i have titled this post the Delusion of Eloquence, and this has been in part, pardon, completely been inspired by the that abominable and insipid site FACEBOOK, that has