Generally people write Blogs to release their vent out feelings or emotions, it is more of , mini journal, but yesterday I experienced pure hell after reading a comment on my friend ADITYA PANDA’s Page
A Blog taking shape from a comment, or you can say “A UNDEFINED STORM IN THE TEACUP.”
It has been long since I wanted to write something which I had experienced on Sulekha …I would first want all the readers to read a comment which I made yesterday around 3:39 am in the morning on a blogger’s work on Sulekha.
kebabmainhaddi
comments: on 30 Sep 07 02:14:00 AM
So who are you trying to fool ? It is time for you to get a reality check ( ditto for the cricket team). Do you think you'' ll get into the IAS by wasting 24x7 hours out here putting down meaningless stuff and cluttering up the whole space? I read your piece on the Hindu Terrorist thing. You are just a juevinile trying to start a fire with damp wood and waiting in the sidelines for something to light up so that you can clap in glee. Grow up and start concentrating on your career goals or you will repent later and end up in your papaji's kirana shop or whatever.
sincerely,
k m h….
these were ur comments
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on aditya panda’s blog
Today by chance I came across your blog titled
Now read my comment carefully dude…Sulekha is a site for Bloggers…U pick the top Bloggers praise them and like some sick nerd you come into spotlight… One dumb blog and with it follows 21 comments. Your Blog did not have any originality. It was disgusting and hyper-x rated open flattery to few bloggers. Aditya Panda’s one impression or an attitude attracted readers all in one go. You use people he used words… his emotions…Honestly you are a big filthy bone in the meat…which I guess cannot survive on Sulekha for long.
You drag a person to take care of handling a kirana shop…U must be butchering meat throughout your life….This curse is surely gonna befall on you. So haddi… either hide yourself inside the pot or simply use the words with your brains, I mean with the ethical cap on your head. U r really a bone in the meat ur profile also states..single male, frm no where.
At least… ur traded and made into tasteless kabab by dirty hands. Maybe ur papaji runs a kabab centre, somewhere in India. No wonder …. Understood…
Regards
From a simple Blogger on Sulekha
Sohini Saha
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Skeletons Out of the Closet
WELL....
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When I joined Sulekha , I was hit upon by so many, scores of blogs with immense literary ambience attached to it. I used to feel it is a good thing like gathering information and knowledge from the bloggers. I happen to read, the blogs of the top 25 or the featured blogs or whatever caught the interest of my skeptical
eyes. The most unusual thing which I received after posting one Blog on “Infatuation” was few comments and along with a note…written by Greater Noida stating about his emotional trauma, that he needed some counseling. I was dumb founded. I thought am I reading the note correctly. It was quite a big note. I was like some fairy who has this wand to soothe the aching hearts of all these disturbed men on Sulekha. I showed the note to my mom and we had a good laugh on it. I thought of deleting it but my mom insisted reply him in a diplomatic way. It was done, he felt like some ray of hope and again another note and then another. I was disgusted. He was curious about the real “me”. Later on, the worst happened someone by the name of PinkRose started commenting me, on my Blogs and she actually a “HE” will get to that finally gave me a feeling that she is a teacher with kids settled in delhi. Her profile gave an entirely different story and it was very disgusting. I was compelled to chat with her on yahoo, where in her one sentence opened the third eye which is fit on my temple and always kicks me “ sohini…you are in the company of a sick person ”…I got the feeling and as usual I started giving him lot of crap about my identity. I told him things which was not me in anyway. I was astonished to see rather read some offline messages by this so called Pink Rose..or I must say Maniac Rose where in she writes did you think about me the whole day. I was utterly famished and my fuse blew off. I happened to catch upon with some cousins and my friends from US at the late hours of night on Yahoo Messenger and I got so pissed off that, I simply said stay away and stop acting like a maniac. Everyday one new id was created for at least one month or so and notes started flooding in. Either it was a invitation for friendship or direct statement “do you know this girl X…Y… Z… I was checking out. My Sulekha NoteBox was like turning to Calcutta…like where people from all communities were flooding in with either lovely comments or invitations or general comments on my work. All this continued for number of months .I got friendly with Born2talk on Sulekha and shared few notes with Shamoli di and Mr.Sainiput ji and just that not much. With time I exchanged personal information at bay with born2talk.Then just when I felt something is going wrong somewhere I started retracing back and gave him wrong information again…He stopped communicating forever. Finally, after exchanging few notes, I became friends with Arun. Again, it was all quite fair but he started asking me to talk to him at early hours of the day. That was pathetic, a 28 years old chap was acting like some person and he himself jumped to conclusions…like the Director as well as the Choreographer. I was a bit disturbed I knew he will never ever share his phone number cause he suffered from lot of insecurities. Whatever, honestly speaking the notes which I shared with Shamoli di, Bijaya, Ether and handful few girls and few e-mails shared exchanged with Supriya made me feel good. Shortly when Mr.Naval
Langa wrote to me about commenting on his Blog personally and also earlier I really feel good and my brains start exploding with a deep satiated creative feeling. Earlier Subiron also wrote to me normal notes. When there was an issue on Blog lifting, he criticized me …he did not insult me picking my family threads. Finally aditya panda…whose Blogs made me laugh, reflect and think.
The hard fact is that, at one point of time he also called me a snob and we were kind of having verbal duals…But none of us picked or threw stones at our family members.
….My thought is all the people who were creating nuisance earlier on Sulekha never ever took up my family strings and spoke or commented anything bad. Then from no where a Blogger named
kebabmainhaddi
with no particulars who for sure is some serious psychic creep comments making sarcastic, rather insulting remarks on Adi’s blog. It is really shameful where he comments with insult
.
Earlier, Sulekha provided points and gifts on writing blogs on Mother’s day and stuff. If we cannot respect elders, whoever they are and in whatever form or in whatever relation they share or are,related to people on this Sulekha Clan. We have no right to insult anyone picking or stating aboriginal remarks like ‘papaji running some kirana shop’.
Honestly if someone mentioned bad or any crappy comment to Shamoli Di, I might have killed him or her in my mind. This is one kind of social malfunction already performed by Kebabmeinhaddi. So starting from Hebrew princess, pakhi-the-lil-birdie, and Ekta and everyone on Sulekha lets just either put this sadist at bay, or make him understand that commenting is not like some men making open morbid desires. Do it in a tactful way and not dragging family inside. I am not talking about sense or sensibility….The word is
Morality,
is it losing with time???
Honestly I don’t hold any grudges for anyone but I am extremely annoyed about this hard fact where you insult people’ dragging their family out here.
It is my request to all the Senior Citizens on Sulekha ,it is not only about a Aditya Panda’s Blog, in general where we are heading for, where are our moral values and culture leading us to?
Folks if you respect your parents, which I am sure everyone does out here. Scribble your thoughts and voice your opinion on this Blog.
To state that we have problems is not particularly helpful. More to the point is the fact that most of our energy day after day is used in decision-making. I think the bottom line is
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“ALL MEN PLUME THEMSELVES ON THE IMPROVEMENT OF THE SOCIETY, AND NO MAN IMPROVES.”
Regards
sohini..
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