The Writer's Block!

Well, it has been a long long time since my last post, and thanks to the zero readership I've managed to maintain and entertain, I was not at all in a mood to write anything here. And there is an escape word for this literal hibernation - voila, it's the writer's block. Seems I should write an 'How to...' series on keeping yourself entertained when the only thing you like is writing but you couldn't! Alright. I'll come to that later. Let's talk about Christmas folks!

This Christmas, I had no Chrisma or Chrischild whatsoever, since I've been busy shifting to my new workplace. So I missed out on this year's Christmas events. And Christmas and Candles remind of so many things - which I can't remember right now. But one thing that touched me, or moved me (or made me sit still, thinking) was the strange protest of a man named Art Conrad from Bremerton against the commercialization of Christmas. He crucified a likeness of Santa as a token of his anger and frustration towards Christmas commercialism.


Well...commercialism of Christmas, or whatever the event may be, is a thing to be debated. There will be pundits brandishing their swords or words for and against the commercialization. Let's leave it to them. But practically, it's you and me who should be deciding on whether so much of marketing (read it hype) and fuss about this is really required. I could hear somebuddy muttering 'It's a competitive world, mate!' OK. Let's face it. After all everything needs advertisement. Soon we might have 'Sponsored Santas' sporting carefully designed logos, making it a point that you buy what they endorse. Get ready to grab your gift!