Please Explain This

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There is this place on my blog dashboard where they have secret stuff tucked in. And it is secret because they don’t really want you to go there. I knew that. The rest, as they say, is history.

Among all else, this dark place also collects all the search terms that have landed people on my blog. Right on top are the terms people have used in the past 24 hours.

Ever since I have ventured into this prohibited citadel of mine, I have consistently found one rather longish phrase right on top. It says explain the term called a pleasing telephone personality.

The first time I ventured into the forbidden recess, I paid no attention to the phrase. The next time I went, I read it but it made no sense to me. I shrugged it away. The third time I went, it was still right on top and I frowned. I suppose most hopeless addicts can identify the exact moment when their addiction went from some thing you did to a roaring addiction. So ‘twas with me. I knew that moment the thing got its hook into me forever.

The less I understood what that weird phrase meant, the more frequently I checked it out. Initially, like all addicts, I scoffed at my own addiction. “I am too strong- willed to get addicted to it”, I told myself haughtily. “I don’t care a whit for it, I can take it or leave it alone, just like that”. The snap of my own fingers sounded reassuring to me.

From once in a day to twice was a matter of a few weeks. After that, the disintegration was rapid. It has reached a stage that I must check every ten- fifteen minutes. I even wake up nights and check a couple of times. When the net is down and I am not able to login, I get hysterical.

People have begun avoiding me. They think I have contacted some deadly contagious disease. They tell me I will surely die soon. There is a righteous, dutiful satisfaction to their voices. Their mouths are set in the shape of endurance. Their lips are always compressed as if they are heroically stopping themselves from saying, “I told you so.” If the other were not already driving me into decline, this surely would have. But since it can’t do the main job, it satisfies itself by chivvying me along into that decline. Sigh. Such is the way of things.

What gets my goat is the manner in which the phrase is constructed. You don’t ever say called a! And what on earth is a telephone personality?! It makes no sense at ALL. If the phrase were explain the term pleasing personality, I’d never even have looked at it. That called a and telephone have been my undoing. I am writing this so the world would know what killed me.

The thing that truly pisses me off is that in all the stuff I have written, there is only one measly story called Pleasing Personality. Can I be punished so gruesomely for such a small thing? People write reams on all kinds of twaddle… I don’t see them receiving their (just) desserts! Why me…!?

Let this be a warning to you. Veer away from such phrases. If they want to clutter up dark corners of your dashboard, let them. Live and let live. They’re dangerous, phrases of this kind. One moment you are scoffing them away and the next moment you are wondering who’d come to your funeral and whom you positively can’t bear to have come for it would make you mad enough to bring you back to life. In this agony of indecision you hover, getting closer and closer to the final curtain.

But it still doesn’t stop you from logging every ten minutes and clutching your feverish brow when you find the revolting phrase is still plastered right across the top of the list. The fact that It still makes no sense to you at ALL is almost poetically macabre.

However said, Don’t sweat the small stuff… and it’s all small… obviously didn’t blog.

If you ever loved me, explain it before I die. Please!

Picture from Google Images

Picture from Google Images

11 thoughts on “Please Explain This

  1. phoenixritu

    They teach tele-marketing people to smile when they talk, so that they can sell stuff to the gullible That must be it! Now go back to sleep or whatever you were doing.

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    1. Dagny Post author

      Oh damn..! Really!! I mean… it actually makes sense in a kind of warped way.

      Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….

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  2. umashankar

    I am with Bruce Barton, mind, body and soul. The slip into the dark well was well described.

    I get shocked when I see the search terms at time. “Is Zinfandel beneficial in -#%&@!!!”

    Thanks for sharing.

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    1. Dagny Post author

      Well at least I don’t get those ones! Thank God for small mercies…

      Thanks for coming by.

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  3. chsuresh63

    Could it be describing the person who stands up at attention while taking his boss’ call? 🙂 Described by the boss, of course 🙂 His peers and subordinates would have other things to say 🙂 (which is why it is ‘called a…’ and not just ‘a pleasing telephone personality’ since only the boss calls it that way 🙂 )

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    1. Dagny Post author

      If you tell me this is the reason, I will believe it. It sounds as whacky as all the reasons I’ve tried giving myself. 😀

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  4. Amit

    That was a very decent term to search for a blog. You will be horrified by the search words people use to reach my blog. Examples from the top of my head – Aishwarya Rai Fat, Megan Fox real eyes. 😐

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    1. Dagny Post author

      Yes, I am beginning to realize I ought not to be complaining. Funny how other people’s misfortune gives you a sense of well- being, isn’t it?

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