Why is writing so difficult? Writing according to the new age definition includes blogging as well. I am a well versed reader. I know all the “important” events happening around the world, thanks to newspapers and online news sites. I am also aware of what many opinionated and some pseudo-opinionated minds feel about a host of topics “plaguing” our environment/society thanks to A&L daily, The New Yorker, The Economist & Caravan. But, when it comes to my trust with writing, I always fall apart. Is it because I am intimated by the amount of lucidity I could bring while typing down my thoughts in a virtual world? Or is it because I am too lazy to use my right brain to figure out a few sentences that will capture my stream of thought? Or maybe I set too high standards for myself which I fear that I might not replicate. Whatever the reason might be I am just a character away from expressing myself – every time.
Writing to me has always been personal. Before the whole blogging genre came into picture, I considered myself a personal writer i.e., I wrote to myself. This was something I used to do at least every alternate day. But, as time slid through the slit of life, I found myself increasingly conscious of myself. Altogether, I stopped writing using pen and paper. Then, in the late teens, when blogging was the “In thing”, I created my 1st blog and typed in my teen frustrations coupled with a desperate attempt to save myself from the farce that was life. I always wanted to become a rebel but I was never one. I always wanted to be the outrageous guy in the class who went by the motto, “My way or the highway” courtesy a lot of Telugu and Tamil movies. Alas, as I pointed out, I was not quick with my “right brain”. My logical self sprang me back to reality and took me thru the drone of IIT prep, engineering and subsequently working in an Indian MNC. I do confess that I had intermittent bouts of self realization and came back to blogging but it never lasted for more than a week.
Its 2012 and the beginning of another exciting and eventful year of my life. This might even be the busiest year of my life since 2001-2002. I have made a come back to the blogging community but it sure wasn’t with a bang. I still have so much to learn about writing, about expressing my life in words and simply the art of english. But, I do need a vent or rather an opportunity to share snippets of my life with myself (and maybe some bored folks who stumbled upon my blog by mistake). So here I am furiously typing away on my keyboard, the so called “musings of a pragmatic preacher”. Here’s to a new lease of life (read it as Google hits) for my blog.
Adios!
