I am so excited about my new blog that I spent the entire last week thinking about and making up topics and titles in my head that could serve as future posts. Every new thought, every new feeling, every happenning, every dream was gift-wrapped and given a certain presentable avataar at the spur of the moment. All in my neatly blow-dried head.
It was a deluge - in the kitchen warming up porridge in the microwave, watching TV absent-mindedly, whilst waiting for my farmer alter ego to plough slowly on Farmville, while admiring the bright sunny cloudless sky through the window panes, while washing the dishes, while doing physio exercises, while sauteeing onions, while lying in bed at dawn with eyes wide open - the thoughts kept coming thick and fast.
My mind was often doing a 300 kmph but I seldom had a pen to hand or one in a pocket; which meant I had to shove these thoughts rapidly into my compartmentalized brain. Dreams here, Woes there, Fixations in another folder, Skirmishes could go in a sub-folder under Woes, and so on. And then, there is always the mother category - Randoms - which I have realized is also the hardest to remember.
Well, I am not someone who can boast of an elephantine memory for the mundane things of life. Now, I can recall names. I can recall faces of almost everybody I meet. And I can unmistakably tell whether any of my girl friends are wearing the same dress twice. (Ah, that part of my brain is uber developed). That should suffice for now. As for the rest, it does not hurt much to forget. I think He has configured my system RAM to hold a maximum of a 3-4 days worth of data of mundane things. Sometimes, it trips even after 2 days. So I will be surprised even if 10% of my last week's thoughts would get translated into acutal posts.
Fingers crossed!
Saturday 27 March 2010
Saturday 20 March 2010
Hark, I have arrived!
Okay, here am I - on a rainy, foggy Saturday afternoon, dishevelled, longing for the grey cloudy sky to clear up (hardly a setting for a bright new adventurous journey), with not more than a bowl of porridge in my tummy, wiggling my toes to recover from a stiff ankle post surgery, uninterested in the live IPL match going on 3 feet away, but with oodles of enthusiasm to create my blog and pen my first post, while my significant other is happily occupied in deciding which lowest fat pizza to order for his largely immobilized wife.
Well, what brought me up here? Interestingly, I have always had a high regard for my capacity to dabble in creative writing at will. And so did my friends. It went as far as writing beautifully rhyming poems, quick doggerels, clever emails or even lyrical invitations for parties. I had often toyed with the idea of having my own blog but, as is the case with us mortals, I was wary of the immense effort and dedication that it demands. And as my life trudged along, my commitment to voicing my thoughts on an open forum started dwindling.
However, lately, the universe had been conspiring to bring out this long awaited outcome described in the opening lines and which I consider a personal achievement, however tiny as it may seem to an observer. Since the last few weeks, my husband has been hammering the idea in my head to start writing reviews of the books and movies that I have been consuming at a furious pace. To add to that, my eldest sibling just kick-started his journey in the blog-world and another sibling questioned my lack of one. That nailed it. One sleep later, I was researching on free blogs and how to create one; the weather, the fracture or the hunger notwithstanding.
My first post is dedicated to my husband and my siblings, sin cera.
Thank you for putting me back in touch with my side I thought would never make a comeback. I promise to air my meandering thoughts on this and that and all things interesting, to the best of my ability.
Well, what brought me up here? Interestingly, I have always had a high regard for my capacity to dabble in creative writing at will. And so did my friends. It went as far as writing beautifully rhyming poems, quick doggerels, clever emails or even lyrical invitations for parties. I had often toyed with the idea of having my own blog but, as is the case with us mortals, I was wary of the immense effort and dedication that it demands. And as my life trudged along, my commitment to voicing my thoughts on an open forum started dwindling.
However, lately, the universe had been conspiring to bring out this long awaited outcome described in the opening lines and which I consider a personal achievement, however tiny as it may seem to an observer. Since the last few weeks, my husband has been hammering the idea in my head to start writing reviews of the books and movies that I have been consuming at a furious pace. To add to that, my eldest sibling just kick-started his journey in the blog-world and another sibling questioned my lack of one. That nailed it. One sleep later, I was researching on free blogs and how to create one; the weather, the fracture or the hunger notwithstanding.
My first post is dedicated to my husband and my siblings, sin cera.
Thank you for putting me back in touch with my side I thought would never make a comeback. I promise to air my meandering thoughts on this and that and all things interesting, to the best of my ability.
Wedges, anyone?
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