Life on the Net

Here it is - my blog. Another attempt at making my presence felt in this temporary world of ours - of making myself heard. And, strangely enough, the Internet is one place where, noticed or not, I can be virtually immortal - where my thoughts will echo long after I have forgotten them - perhaps even long after I am gone.

This was brought home to me rather painfully last week when I was going through the Orkut scrapbook of one of those who perished in the recent earthquake that affected millions of people in India and Pakistan - mostly Pakistan. Most people just left prayers for his soul - but a few, those who seemed to really know him, used it to communicate with him - to tell him they miss him, or even to ask how it's going - wherever he is. Reading the messages felt almost surreal... in a strange way, on Orkut, he will always be alive.