It took me a week to realize that my exams have finally ended. Not that I'm unhappy about it. But in some remote corner of my heart, I did feel pangs of guilt for all those books which still have the smell of fresh paper concealed within the pages. So to console myself, I bought a few story books to read (and smell).

So the first book that I bought was Dan Brown's The Lost Symbol - the international bestseller which I've been so desperate to read for the last couple of months but didn't get the opportunity or parental monetary allowance to buy. But now that I have, it has become something like a pair of spectacles which always stays right in front of my eyes, all day, no matter what.








The second book that I bought was Frederick Forsyth's The Cobra - another international bestseller which I've been itching to read for a long long long ... (10 times more) time.

Indian Top Blogs recently reviewed my blog on request. And I'm quite happy about the review that they gave to my blog. I am seriously going to consider the suggestions that they have put forward.

But I need your help too. If you really think that my blog lacks something with regards to content, design, navigation, appearance, readability, size of font, etc etc or if there is any other aspect which I have been stupid enough not to think about, and which you would really like to see on my blog, kindly comment and help me out here. Remember, I'm still a newbie! (2.5 months old). If you want you can lambaste me with sarcasm but take care not to make me cry, please!

Here is the review that Indian Top Blogs gave me.

I can hear all the exuberant screams and frantic shrieks, as I sit in the backstage sofa, with a martini touched to my lips. As the liquor drains into me, my spirit invigorates with pleasure. Security personnel in black t-shirts run about in the corridors shouting into their walkie-talkies, asking for backup. Someone complained about too many people flocking at the backstage entrance.

"So far, so good." I think and smile to myself, all the while staring at my Berluti shoes.

One more sip, and I'm ready to face it. I stand up, and glance at my breguet marine royale. 30 seconds to the final moment. I begin walking towards the stage side-entrance. The screams grow louder. I start walking into the stage hidden behind the prussian blue curtains. I stop at the center of the stage. I take a deep breath, and nod my head. The curtain parts.

And the audience goes crazy. They howl, shriek, shout, and scream at the top of their voices. Everyone cranes their neck to get a better view and waves their arms frantically, hoping that I might notice the person, even if it is for a split second. There is a row of fuming hot girls in the front wearing black t-shirts each with an individual letter spelling, 'S-A-R-C-A-S-T-I-N-A-T-I-O-N'. Everyone jumps about and screams as loud as they can in a moment of unrestrained euphoria.

Recently I've taken to writing my blogposts in notepad first. It has a lot of hidden advantages. Firstly, is doesn't have a spell-check feature or an auto-correct option. Then I copy it back to the old Aunt Ms. Word. This helps me become more self-conscious about the spelling and grammar errors that slip inside unnoticed. One red zig-zagged underline is equal to one tight slap on my own cheek.

Recently one of my friends alerted me that i should check whether my personal images were appearing on google image search. And Holy Cow! It was!

For the first time in my life, i felt sincerely concerned about my internet privacy and about how much of my information is under my control. I realized that i was giving away too much of personal information about myself, which was way beyond my levels of comfort. There was an urgent need of shifting to stealth mode.

So you will notice a change from now on. I won't be using my actual name or image anymore. So from now on,

I Am 'The Xeno.'

Yep. Thats right!

The word 'Xeno' according to wikipedia here means a prefix based on the Greek word "Xenos", meaning stranger. And according to Dictionary.com here it means indicating something strange, different, or foreign.

Do you like it? Cool!

Oh, so you don't! Sorry I can't help it. If you have any better name suggestions please comment and help me out here. I was kinda inspired by few other bloggers whom i follow, with kinda weird names which were unexpectedly cool.


And there is more!


The Xeno is now on twitter too! With the account name as Xenoman! You can follow me if you want. I can guarantee you instant notifications about my new blogposts (not mentioning evident madness involved), and random fun. Here I am > https://twitter.com/#!/xenoman.


Signing off,
The Xeno.(Alter Ego of You-Know-Who)


Useful Info: If you too wish to remove those personal images from google search, you can get help Here.