I am trying to keep the pace but working from home has become tough, as blogging has become very addicting to me. To top that I follow and read so many good bloggers/writers (much better than me… almost :P) that even if they don’t write regularly there are at least 3-4 new posts everyday that begs reading and commands commentating!
Add to the mix, awards or more aptly recognition by fellow bloggers. This has been my lucky week. First an overwhelming response (if you don’t believe me, see the comments below the post) from co-bloggers to my Blog-a-Ton contest post. Being commended by writers, who could very well be on their way to write their first best-sellers, was a heady feeling. Then the blogging awards, incentive to thicken your glasses, poring over the computer; my first ever by V (thank god, I posted it already!), then Shruti (that girl is a step ahead of everybody, gave me two, just imagine!) and my very dear Rohini (she’s the better part of blogging-me!). A post dedicated to them is still pending.
Okay next in the equation are words. No, not the comments type. But the openly praising, making me blush, out-for-everyone to read types. I didn’t win the Blog-a-Ton, really! There was no chance (if you have read the others, I was at best a spark compared to others’ fire, at least, that’s what I thought). But why does it feel that I am also a winner? Vipul’s words at the Blog-a-Ton’s result post.
In a transitory stage between the student-she-was and the teacher-she-will-be, Guria is clear about one thing that its way past the time to bring back the true spirit and glory of the teachers. (You’ll definitely make a great teacher).
Then Shruti’s in her award post. If you read Hits and Misses, you would obviously understand the value her words have.
And finally what upended all my maturity and had me behaving like the kid I try not to be, was Indian Pundit, one of the joint winners of Blog-a-Ton. That crazy, demented and brilliant guy not only had voted for me but wrote about me in his post! Embarassed, shy, teeny-weeny bit of pride all rolled-in-one, I’m not sure what my reactions should be… confused, confused!! (i’m not going to copy-paste what he wrote, let me maintain at least a modicum of modesty)
Oh, and I also have tags pending! I rue the day when I wished people would tag me! Whew!
So, all in all I am unable keep away from the Blogosphere when i need to be researching universities and their faculties, not to mention prepare for classes. Applications are huddled in the corner. Me, a refined blogger having trouble with writing my SOPs (Just imagine I am having trouble praising myself! May be I’ll ask Indian Pundit to do it for me!). I am not able to comment as often as I’d like to, my farm in Facebook is withering (keep forgetting the harvest time) and not going to work at Yoville. But try as I may I couldn’t take a page out of Sid aka Ravan’s book and abstain. I’m too much in love with writing here and reading and comments. Finally I have an addiction (or several).
P.S. My To-Do list is completely crammed. And I cannot stay away from blogging. No wonder I am bawling my heart out.
And others think I am jobless, having a great time sitting at home! Hah! If this is no work, God, please give me work!
N.B. A very honest post after a long time. it is not prohibited, is it?