Proem

What's that maha mantra that connects William Shakespeare, J.K Rowling and me?
Of course other than being great litterateur churning out bestsellers at the flick of their wands (my one's on the way...its called "37 ways to prove Shakespeare was a Wizard"...in fact it gives the radicallest idea since relativity; that Globe Theater was actually the Hogwarts auditorium! it just stops short of claiming our Willie was old Dumbledoor himself) we share a common passion of inventing words. And as an ode to that potent ardor i describe my world floating around as "oddnauseam"
Of course all of us know the meaning of adnauseam.The oxford mini dictionary terms it as "to a sickening extent". Oddnauseam is a natural, lesser vitriolic extension of that. It charts not the pungency of detestation towards any-one or thing but rather the absurd rate of cosmic turtle turning round our head making us a further ridicule of our own existence with every passing moment.
Forget the myopicism of greed, jealousy. love or a gamut of other human emotions that drive our existence towards a concrete destiny-in the morning right from the word go as we wake up our exercise of delving into ludicrousness starts. We read the papers more out of habit than remembering things, we switch on the TV only to flick channels and scan the net not to scoop but to gaze at billions and trillions of data bytes inundating us. We get cross with others for wronging us, for being insensitive and then how conveniently transfer the same agony to someone else's psyche.

We want an honest government and yet are dishonest ourselves never realizing the truth that able administrators can only rise from ourselves. In every step we practice this dichotomy, this omnipotent dilemma-all efforts to discipline ourselves ending up accumulating further chaos. At the end situation becomes so hopelessly desperate we are forced to sit back releasing a self-derogatory chuckle.
These pages feebly attempt to be a screensaver from those life's little ironies. Stay put!
P.S - This blog is called solitaire (lonely in French) and yet it is released on the net for millions to read. Just oddnauseam. So much for loneliness!!!