I had grave misgivings about handing out gmail invites to Mallus. I was afraid that they’d use the id to write fanmail to the verbal terrorist or swap the id for copies of the verbal terrorist’s One Book That Cannot be Named on gmailswap. But JK came up with persuasive arguments why I should give him a gmail account (to wit, “ha ha ha… I defeated you in the blog mela rigging competition. Now I want a gmail account as tribute”), so I gave an account to him. Now he’s turned around and stabbed me in the back! He’s compared my really selfless action of giving him a gmail account with – you won’t believe this – Sonia Gandhi’s renunciation of the Prime Minister’s post!

O perfidy! How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is to have a thankless Mallu!

And then Shanti goes and proves that you can’t trust Gults either. I give a gmail account to both her and to my grand nephew(well she called me uncle, so my niece’s daughter is what?) and what does she write?

I had no idea the deal was to write nice stuff about Ravi in return for the GMail invites. Ravi, I promise to not start the Blog Mela again until you have a winner-worthy post ready for it – thanks for the invites 😉

So what does this mean? That none of my well-thought out, erudite posts are worthy of winning the Blog Mela?

See, she could have praised me in other ways. She could have rigged the Blog Mela in my favour(wink wink). She could have simply announced me as the honorary winner of the blog mela that was not held this month. But no! She uses the opportunity to pass on the blame for not holding the Blog Mela to me!

Such is the way of the world my friends. You can’t trust anyone these days.