Mini

I still dont understand why you had to do it. See what you have done to me. You make me cry...cant type

My heart literally pains when I think of you.

You know why I don't post on Facebook? Because everyone I want to share anything with can see me here. Right?

I'm not sure why I write here. May be you are reading. May be you are not. May be you are reading, thinking that I wrote this for someone else, when actually I am writing this for you. I don't know. I just feel like I have talked to you. I don't know if you are reading, but I so wish you are. And if you ever have a doubt if it is written for you or not, you know how to reach me right?

I know I have written this before, but how long would it take you to notice that I am dead? I mean as in when I die, not that I am dead right now. Well, in a sense I am. Or may be its just a part of me that is dead. The good part I guess, the better half. And then half of that remaining died again. And one more time. Its good that I am weak at maths, else I would have been scratching my head right now, trying to solve how much is left of me. The answer for now is, not much.

You see the problem is that I don't give keynote speeches, but I do make revolutionary products. Its just that I am making all the stuff for myself. And you. But you just won't talk to me. So who do I show all this to? I bet you, the day I get to show you all the research I have done and the awesome algorithms I have written, you would be impressed.

Just saw the launch video of MacBook Air. Again. I'm thinking of changing my religion to Apple.