The past one week I didn’t post anything on my blog and my reader too is on the verge of explosion. But, before you think I was busy in the festivities (which I was) and couldn’t find time to update this space for almost a week, let me tell you what I was really doing.
A few days back I was exploring Twitter, for in the past one year I have rarely visited my account. Though I must admit, I started using Twitter in 2009 and am quite well-versed with its ways. But, the lack of sense of humor and funny bone in my body has made me a silent reader of other people’s quick-wittedness in 140 characters.
While admiring the intelligent tweets on my timeline, I happened to note something I had never known about Twitter. The many contests that many big and small brands organise and the wonderful prizes participants get. This sounded exciting and since I had some free time at hand for Pari was enjoying her siesta. I decided to try my hand at tweeting in a contest.
As expected the competition was tough and owing to my lack of creative skills and absence of humor I was a mere spectator of seeing other people win goodies one after the other. I decided to give up and got back to the chores.
The following morning out of plain curiosity I logged on to my Twitter account and noticed I was just in time for another contest. The possibility of winning a prize lured me to participating but in no time Pari spotted the excited me glued to my laptop and came to check what was she missing. I had to give up around an hour before the closing time for the contest and soon forgot all about it.
Many hours later, when Pari was fast asleep I happened to check my email and jumped on my bed with joy for I had been the randomly picked winner in the contest and the organisers wanted me to pass on my contact details for the prize to be sent.
OK, so I too had the potential to win. That small prize was the stepping stone of my week-long addiction to tweeting. If you happen to be connected to my twitter account you must have already noted the dozens of contest tweets I have been posting in the past few days.
I think it is quite similar to gambling. An addiction that slowly, slyly takes over your rational thinking forcing you to tweet away for hours in hope of winning. It really doesn’t matter what the prize is, for the high tweeting rapidly gives, is definitely not dictated by the fact that on most occasions the prize is a mere tee-shirt.
Besides, many contests require participants to tell them what they’d gift any selected twitter buddy. So in case, you enjoy tweeting, do join me.
I have now decided to slow down and get back to my normal human self after spending a full week of life of a bird. So hopefully, I will concentrate more on blogging like always and will not be caught in the quick-sand of micro-blogging for a prize, but you never know when an attractive prize might hypnotize me again.
On this note, I decided to end my twitter marathon (for the time being) with this tweet,
“Saans mein teri saans mili to mujhe cheenk aayi! Jab Tak Hai Zukhaam #JTHJ ” ( when my breath met yours, I sneezed! Zukhaam = common cold)
Mind you, I used to be a huge fan of SRK in my teens and my liking for him hasn’t quiet gone downhill, though I don’t love him with same intensity as before.
Just in case if you are wondering what my Twitter handle is, it is @theerailivedin
The song on my mind: Humko Tumse ho gaya hai pyar ~ Amar Akbar Anthony