[Lunatic has worn his best suit (his only one) and his best perfume (of which he doesn’t know the name) for his talk tonight. He has arrived at the broadcasting studio, and after all the necessary make-up (which demanded a lot from the make-up artists who were probably hired for a radio show the first time in their lives), is now about to begin his well-prepared broadcast. He expects this to be a big deal. Others in the studio have no idea what in the world he is so confident about. Frankly, they couldn’t care less. ] Lunatic (into the mic): My dear friends, it has been a long sabbatical fro…. [Lunatic is interrupted when a studio personnel comes rushing into the broadcast room. Lunatic looks at him, annoyed. The personnel switches on the mic into which Lunatic was speaking, and rolls his eyes at Lunatic. With a sheepish grin that he cannot stop from erupting out, Lunatic restarts his broadcast.] Brothers and ladies, it has been a long sabbatical from writing on my blog, and I am here, therefore, to offer an apology to all the expectant multitudes all over the lands, whom I have kept waiting for my next words. [Voice in a hushed tone is heard from outside the radio studio. Lunatic is being informed of his fan following stats. From his reflex expressions, it is clear that the stats don’t quite match the picture he had painted in his head.] Lunatic (covers the mic, replies to the voice) : What? There were just 3 people who wondered why I wasn’t posting regularly? [Lunatic scratches his head (some dandruff brats jump from his hair onto his black suit, exposing themselves to the world) and ponders for a while. A smirk comes to his face. He asks the voice with an expression of brimming confidence] Multi means more than one, right? [Lunatic receives a nod from the across the glass wall of the studio. He seems pleased with himself. (Apparently, nothing can damage his over-inflated ego tonight.)] So, technically, I’m not wrong when I call three people as MULTI-tudes, right? Lunatic (into the mic) : Well, I have just received news from my stats team. I am glad to announce that the MULTI-tude can now delight themselves as I have decided to start writing again. I’m indeed sorry that I could not serve you with my thoughts for the past three and a half weeks. However, my friends, you must understa… [A crackling noise is heard and Lunatic notices that the mic now shows a blinking orange light. He looks up at the display board which now says “Commercial Break”.] Lunatic (to himself) Damn it! Just when I had started rolling nice and smooth… Lunatic (signals to the personnel outside) How long will this break go on? [Lunatic does not look pleased with the reply. (Apparently, the sponsors haven’t really paid enough to have the privilege of interrupting his speech.)] Lunatic (replies back to the personnel) Okay, but make sure that next time we get sponsors who allow me more time than they themselves use for their stupid breaks. I’m primary here, for God’s sake. [The personnel goes out and visualises himself peeing Lunatic’s recent orders out of his mind. That thought makes him happy. It also makes him want to go and physically pee, and he goes out seeking directions to the restroom.] [Meanwhile, inside the studio, Lunatic listens to a familiar jingle about some overenthusiastic people who cannot have enough of how refreshing their toothpaste is. He is visibly angry as he realises that his train of thought is broken. He tries to remember what he was saying, but in vain. Now he wishes he had written down what he wanted to say.]
I became aware of something now, as I desperately tried to finish this piece. A writer’s block may force you to take a break from writing, but a break from writing will definitely build up a mighty writer’s block.
I shall henceforth write routinely (the cyclic period for which I will have to think upon and decide).
If you did go through the piece that was struck through (where Lunatic is at the end of a failed attempt), you have my sincere apologies…