Now I don’t blog for the sake of blogging but rather writing. Using a pen and a paper, scratching out here and there really doesn’t bode well with my perfectionist approach. So, typing it is and that too in a place where people can read me and rave about me later as a living room topic albeit virtual.
But then I am lying, I also blog for the sake of blogging. Like my blog seems to cry like an unwanted orphan or a neglected child or even a spoiled brat when I do not pay him his due attention. Now I know its all in the head, but what can you do, even my blog did come from my head only.
Actually it is nice to have people read you, and letting you know that they read you. I used to think I was above it, you know, being great and genius and all… but alas, I have a long way to go. I am just another normal, one of the grind, out of the woodwork blogger. I get happy when I get another follower, better when I get another reader who actually reads! I don’t always reply to all the comments, how hard I try to change the fact, but sometimes I just can’t, then it becomes too late and I don’t bother… but that haunts me really! I so enjoy inputs, constructive criticisms, one wouldn’t want to lose it all for the lack of interaction on self’s part, isn’t it? Through all the ups and downs, the rush and the race to keep ahead, keeping readers enthralled, the triumphs and the disasters, living up to expectations and demands, blogging does make me a better writer, if not a better person.
So why suddenly talk about blogging? Because I realize it is one part of me that isn’t going to change.
I really had no idea how important this continuation, this fixture is in my life when I am out to change the look of my life. I am leaving my family behind, my fiancé and I will be in different cities a thousand miles apart, my best friends, my closest cousin will be getting married and I won’t be there, I won’t be seeing most of my friends. I am traveling to an entire different timeline, away from home, with my own apartment, to entirely fend for myself and really make something more of me (yeah, can’t ever stop challenging myself!).
It is not that I am resistant to change, after all it was of my choosing. It is just that the transition boggles.
Hence, blogging… the readers and friends and followers, they stay the same, they stay just where they were… be it my blog, their blogs, blog forums, contests, Facebook, Twitter or erm, Farmville… can’t really tell you how much I appreciate your presence in my life. You do keep me rooted…. Thank you.
N.B. I hope none of you entertained any dirty ideas, even momentarily, by reading the title of the post. Sheesh!