Iv got nothing to read!!!

People, suddenly all my favorite blog writers have suddenly gotten terribly busy and that means that their usual a-post-a-day-or-in-two-days schedule has been broken. Now I cant claim to be a regular writer and not that anybody minds, including me, but these people have serious readership. Heck, the first thing I do when I get to office is check my blogger dashboard and read the latest posts. This makes me feel like a regular in blogger world. Since the past three days I've seen no new posts and the teeny-tiny voice of my conscience has been nagging me, "how can you expect people to be regular if you aren't ! They have lives too!" then it gets distracted by the psychedelic colors of my desktop wallpaper, but not for long, and starts again. "Why don't you come up with something to say once in a while? Wasn't that the whole point of starting this exercise?" Now I've heard people talk about the voice in their heads as if its a physical sound, like a song playing in their own private radio station, but this "voice" in my head doesn't sound like anything. Its just written words which pop up at the back of my mind. 

Anyways, so here I am writing about people NOT writing. It does seem like a desperate attempt of a post but I am taking this process one step at a time. Lets see, maybe one day I will awaken to the stories around me that could be told and maybe some people will look forward to my posts as I do for others'. 

P.S. - Check my list of favorite writers and tell me they are not worth waiting for! 

Drifter

I have lived through three different states in India through my life of 29 years, Delhi (10 years), Maharashtra ( 18 years) and Gujarat (1 year). I have lived, worked and studied in two of the largest cities in the world, Delhi and Bombay. My parents belong to Uttar Pradesh, another different state. That means I have grown up in a predominantly North Indian (Hindu) environment inside the house and exposed to something else outside. For my non-Indian friends, I would like to explain that cultures in different states of India are shockingly different. Both linguistically as well as way of life. Festivals brought this out quite sharply in my childhood days as we didn't live in a metropolitan city.
I grew up in a small town in Maharashtra. Even though it resulted in a good exposure to a variety of food, religious practices and languages, I always felt like an outsider as a kid. All my relatives were back in my native state and we met only once a year or less. This meant that most of my days were spent with school friends and neighbors. School was always a great equalizer but the real tussle was with neighbors. I was always made fun of because of the way I spoke Hindi (too correct) or because of the way I couldn't laugh to other kids' jokes (she just wont get it). Frankly, I didn't mind. Never enjoying a large group of friends I was okay with it. Plus, I had a great younger sister for company.
As I grew up, I noticed that people have these separate fallback groups. Childhood friends from school, friends from places they have spent all their lives in, friends as kids from parents' friends, etc. I, on the other hand, having drifted from one house to another even within a city couldn't boast of any lasting relationships with other children. This also developed my nature of letting go of people who I didn't see everyday. Today, I don't have a single friend who I want to connect to or meet up just to have a good time. I enjoy the company of my closest family or just me.
This doesn't mean that I am not jealous of people who have this amazing network of relationships which act as support groups for both them and their parents in old age. I do miss that "strength in numbers" feeling once in a while. Sometimes I wonder is it because I was always a loner at heart or is this a natural progression in behavior because of the "circumstances", as my sister is quite the opposite.
Do share if you have similar experiences.
P.S.: I have realized that I am really bad at giving titles. Plain simple numbers from here on, I guess. 

Coming soon...

Its been almost a month since my last post. I'm going to post soon and it will be about migration, feeling rootless and the all the good and bad that go with it. The idea came to me when Jim, the amazing, told me about the Latvian shot in His Wife's blood. Do drop in guys because I will need responses on this one. I need to know whether you have similar or not stories to tell.
Stick around.

The one in which Europe and America dissolve their differences and join forces to make the day of an unknown Indian girl.(The title will have more alphabets than the post today)

I know I will lose the little readership I had today but IT STILL FASCINATES ME!
I promise my next post will not feature the world map. 

US rules....(my page) !!!

I hope I have better things to write about. But right now I am taken up with the stats! I check the stats page everyday. Its fascinating when people far off read you and you get to know their location. The latest news is that.......

US of A wins....!!!!!

Thanks you ...(tears of joy and gratitude streaming my down my face). I hope that didn't sound sarcastic. I was merely exaggerating.

I like Latvia

I have decided that I like Latvia. I have come to this conclusion after some research and a very selfish purpose. I will present some of the facts I found about Latvia below and the selfish reason will be revealed in the later half of the post.

• Latvia seems to be a beautiful country. Check it out here.
• Wikipedia says that, with 2,070,371 inhabitants^[5] and a territory of 64,589 km² (24,938 sq mi)^[8] it is one of the least populous and least densely populated countries of the European Union. This brings the density to 32 people/ sq.km. [Being from India, you can realise how highly I regard this fact. Indian population density stands at 365 ppl/sq.km.]
• Latvia is a country in the "Baltic" region of Northern Europe with their major language being Latvian.[ Latvian is an Indo-European language."Baltic" can be roughly translated into Hindi as "of the bucket". It seemed to be an important cross-reference. ]
• Latvia was first declared independent on 18th of November 1918. [I was married on 18th of November 2010! See the connection?]
• Latvia was recognised as a nation on January 26, 1921. [India became a Republic on January 26 1950. I'm telling you, I was destined to like Latvia.]
• They even had a cool Singing Revolution to reclaim their independence between 1987 and 1991! [I have a deep love of singing and a singing revolution seems to be THE perfect type of protest to me. Even so, I feel they must have used some really bad singers to force an issue of independence down the Russian throats.]

There are some more cool facts but you will have to do your own research for that. Now, coming to the selfish reason for liking Latvia.

Do you see? The Latvians make up the majority of my readers. I thank them from the bottom of my heart for dropping by. But I would really like to know what drew them here. If any of my Latvian readers are reading this then please let me know. 

I also want to ask my fellow bloggers if they have come across such interesting statistics. 

Help.....

I have tried to change the layout of my blog. Its coming out fine except the list of my favorite bloggers hanging like a sword on the head of my posts. Even though I love all these people "literally", it has screwed up the whole arrangement of my page. The worst part is I dont know how they got there. Please help me to give them their own respectable place and a nonthreatening position.