A Horse is born...

The problem with having a blog is to think of something to write in it every now and then. The problem is all the more complicated if you've already had a blog that people have come to not just read, but also appreciate, which is when you start thinking you are William Wordsworth and worry about a writing standard that needs to be maintained.

And for a person like me, upon who these creative pockets of energy descend at the most inopportune of moments, only to disappear for years to come, (something like Sania Mirza's tennis triumphs (note I mention tennis specifically)), and whose memory span would make a goldfish feel proud of it's own, blogging surely is one of the things I wasn't designed for. The last time I was struck by a barrage of ideas was when at a traffic signal. I do carry tissues around in my car, but they're kept there only to show the rare lady passengers my cleanliness traits and not to withstand any writing stresses. The other time I was blessed by the creative shower, (for the prudes among you, kindly excuse me) was when on the potty at a public place. Anyway, these are but minor examples to validate my point (as no one seems to trust anyone these days, without proof or bribes).

However, me being a person who just wouldn't give up, (unless offerred lots of money or a deep cleavage), I decided come what may, I will have a blog, or to be more precise, I will continue blogging. And born out of that gallant stupidity is this - thehorsesmouthistaken.

Strange name for a blog one would say, or wouldn't one, given the strange names people come up with these days to be different. I chose this for purely proud reasons. I'd like to be called the 'stud', to the vexation of everyone who knows me. And since they still haven't come up with any idioms with stud (haven't checked on Freud though), I decided to use 'The Horse's Mouth'. Apparently there was already a fool who thought of himself a stud, and took up the blog name 'thehorsesmouth' before I could. And me still being the one not to give in (unless accompanied with the cleavage and money and all that, yeah yeah, i remember), did the very 'innovative and clever' modification to come up with this.

So, with great humility and greater arrogance, I welcome one and all with open arms. And before you read any further, like I advice prior to watching any Bollywood movie, kindly keep your brains at home !