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One has finally realised that one's true purpose behind writing a blog is to take a break from all the self-pitying and self-loathing that one does all by oneself and to dish out the general air of gloom and doom in copious spoonfuls to anybody who dares to venture hither. It comes naturally to one. Well, to be honest, its an easy thing to do. Talking about inane philosophical abstractions , where one couldn't possibly go wrong or where the number of interpretations of the theme is exactly equal to the number of people who read it and where one could quickly hide one's stupidity under utterly ridiculous statements like 'Understanding the futility of everything makes everything worthwhile', is easy. For e.g "Kafka-esque" has come to be used to qualify almost all the actions of men from taking a shit to filling an application form to taking a ride in the PMT bus. Ofcourse who chooses what under this most abused theme varies greatly with ones nationality, marital status, job profile and not least of all, sexual orientation.