The End posted a one liner saying that the Lankanosphere is not the warm, nice place it used to be. Then the Drummer wondered what this whole saga is all about. And before that many others have been putting their two cents in via so many posts and comments that if Indi were to be paid two cents every time, he must have become a millionaire by now. With my two cents here, his earnings increase to one million rupees and two cents now.
But all this time I chose to keep silent and observed the whole thing without interfering though Heisenberg says it's impossible. While most of the people were rallying in support of the Drummer and crucifying NB, I didn't do either. I didn't even do the other way around though had I done that it might have given me a temporary (yes, temporary) bucketload of comments, hits and fame. But I didn't do any of that. Not because I don't like the Drummer, or that I approve what NB did. I do enjoy the Drummer's posts immensely, maybe apart from the ones that are about drumming and gigs. Ironic, isn't it? And I respect the guy for his conduct, at least most of the time. I must also say that I like NB's posts - well some of them - as they added something that was missing from the blogsphere - boldness and aggression, thought that's two things, not one. But why then? Because, in my honest opinion, it wasn't worth making such a big - come to think of it, saying big is an understatement - fuss about it.
But the purpose of this post is not to bring up the whole saga again. Rather, to say something about the aftermath of it. As I can see many bloggers are very uneasy about the things that are going on. Simply put, they are out of their comfort zones. Yes there was the odd one or two like Maharajah, but they always faded away. It was just a matter of time. But not this time. This time, NB didn't fade away, or at least not yet. People were thrown out of their comfort zones, and all of a sudden everyone's worried about the next thing they are going to say. Nobody could have put it better than The End did. The Sri Lankan Blogsphere is not the warm nice place it used to be, he says. No dude, it isn't. In fact, it's just like life. They say that cricket emulates life - can't disagree with that - but so does the Lankanosphere. Nobody's, and I mean nobody's life is a bed of roses. There are the times that everything's so warm and cozy, but isn't it always like the calm before the storm? You always hit a rough end, sooner or later.
Unfortunately or fortunately - depending on the angle you chose to look at it - the ship that is the Lankanosphere has hit a storm. Cozy beds no more. Gone is the comfort. But worry not fellas, the storm always passes and the clear blue skies await you. It is bound to happen, and until it does, all you have to do is be patient and move on. It's about time we stop bickering - I mean all of us - and move on.
Life's not fair guys, deal with it.
But all this time I chose to keep silent and observed the whole thing without interfering though Heisenberg says it's impossible. While most of the people were rallying in support of the Drummer and crucifying NB, I didn't do either. I didn't even do the other way around though had I done that it might have given me a temporary (yes, temporary) bucketload of comments, hits and fame. But I didn't do any of that. Not because I don't like the Drummer, or that I approve what NB did. I do enjoy the Drummer's posts immensely, maybe apart from the ones that are about drumming and gigs. Ironic, isn't it? And I respect the guy for his conduct, at least most of the time. I must also say that I like NB's posts - well some of them - as they added something that was missing from the blogsphere - boldness and aggression, thought that's two things, not one. But why then? Because, in my honest opinion, it wasn't worth making such a big - come to think of it, saying big is an understatement - fuss about it.
But the purpose of this post is not to bring up the whole saga again. Rather, to say something about the aftermath of it. As I can see many bloggers are very uneasy about the things that are going on. Simply put, they are out of their comfort zones. Yes there was the odd one or two like Maharajah, but they always faded away. It was just a matter of time. But not this time. This time, NB didn't fade away, or at least not yet. People were thrown out of their comfort zones, and all of a sudden everyone's worried about the next thing they are going to say. Nobody could have put it better than The End did. The Sri Lankan Blogsphere is not the warm nice place it used to be, he says. No dude, it isn't. In fact, it's just like life. They say that cricket emulates life - can't disagree with that - but so does the Lankanosphere. Nobody's, and I mean nobody's life is a bed of roses. There are the times that everything's so warm and cozy, but isn't it always like the calm before the storm? You always hit a rough end, sooner or later.
Unfortunately or fortunately - depending on the angle you chose to look at it - the ship that is the Lankanosphere has hit a storm. Cozy beds no more. Gone is the comfort. But worry not fellas, the storm always passes and the clear blue skies await you. It is bound to happen, and until it does, all you have to do is be patient and move on. It's about time we stop bickering - I mean all of us - and move on.
Life's not fair guys, deal with it.
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