Two concluding lines and a closure

After a long time, I watched Monty Python's "The Meaning of Life" again yesterday. After one and a half hours of absurdist comedy, Michael Palin announces that the "meaning" is nothing special, really...

Try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations.

A few days ago, I also watched "The Big Fish" by Tim Burton, which ends with a line I found very uncomfortable:

"A man tells a story over and over so many times he becomes the story. In that way, he is immortal"

It somehow brought me back here, and I realized to my un-surprise that I have not posted anything for the last 9 months. I knew myself this time, and I realized that it is not as if the sea has dried up, just that it refuses to mark its tides anymore.

Anyway - as absurdist comedies go - having read the above two lines (and of course the title), some of you must have sensed that this is where I bid adieu. Well, thats what this post is all about. Having pleasantly mellowed down to my own comfort zone of late, I find that not talking (in more ways than one) is a very addictive habit. So here's me bidding a formal adieu, when no one is watching, with a whimper... I don't think I will post anything here again.

So long folks! Great knowing the lot of you!