Hello. I am alive, breathing and in a good enough condition to write. I think this disclaimer is quite necessary, as it seems like the last post on this blog was written an eternity ago.
I started this blog in the summer of 2012. I have not been quite regular, very evidently, but I am still happy to see that this has ‘survived’. When I started, while I did not really have a vision regarding how long this is intended to last, I just did what I had always wanted to do: write and keep writing. Usually, the concern of many people who love writing and want to start blogging is ‘What do I write about?’. Most of the times, I am trying to figure out the answer to this question myself.
Just to clarify, I am in no way claiming to be a popular ‘blogger’ (because, hey, I am not!). My writing skills are nowhere close to stellar, and the average post frequency of this blog is once in three months: not at all acceptable if I want to even call myself a regular blogger. In the days that followed my last post, until the December of 2016, I noticed an interesting phenomenon: I only wanted to write out of sadness. Ironically, sometimes I used to be too sad to want to write!
Speaking of stellar writing skills and popular bloggers: I come across them A LOT. The internet is such a powerful medium and I think sometimes we really should stop, reflect and thank the people who have striven and are striving to make our lives so comfortable. My primary source of good reading is Medium and it never stops inspiring me. So many insanely talented people, using this widely accessible platform to share their stories. One of the things I have been telling myself recently is this: everyone has a story to tell. Sometimes we just need to know how to tell it.
When I started this blog, I did not want to make it a written record of my life events (‘Why would anyone be interested in knowing what I am doing in life?’). Also, sometimes the feeling of strangers getting to know what is going on in your life gets overwhelming. But again, aren’t our insights and perceptions shaped by what happens with and around us? That’s the reason this blog takes a ‘diary form’ at times.
On this note, as I wake this blog from its slumber, let me start by talking a little about the things I spoke about in the very first post of this blog: Books. Unfortunately, I do not have a sweet ‘I started reading novels when I was six’ story; my affair with books started much later, in my teenage years. My to-read list keeps growing with time, but don’t I love this adventure?! Reading tends to take a back seat for me at times, thanks to academic pursuits, but now I am trying to add more titles to the ‘done reading’ part of my brain. This year I have managed to finish three books by now (a commendable feat, considering how pathetic my frequency used to be!). I might add a few posts in the future, pertaining to book reviews. In the order of the latest read to the older ones, they are:
a. Man’s Search for Meaning by Victor Frankl (Finished this today! The reason I have been pondering about books the whole day). It’s a masterpiece, for those who agree with its philosophy. I do.
b. Arrkaya: Origins by Yashas Mahajan. (Finished it on 12th March. Review on this blog, soon. I won’t say much about it right now, but if you’re interested in fiction and fantasy, please buy it and read it!)
c. Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert Pirsig. (Finished it in February this year, although I actually started it a long time ago, last year. Wanted to gift this to a friend in late 2016, so I tried to read it quickly (I was so sure of it being good till the end, before I even started reading it!). Unfortunately, I did not meet the friend, nor could I gift him the book, so I ended up later reading it at my own slow pace!). I don’think I am going to review this book, but I do need to mention: It is a piece of beauty. One of the books I definitely want to reread.
I have many more interesting titles lined up to read, that include books by Paulo Coelho, Charles Dickens, Carl Sagan, Kafka and Nietzsche. Excitement = uncontrolled.
So this was all about the rejuvenation of this blog and my recent reading adventures. Having said this, I obviously cannot promise the enormity of content generation for this blog. But I do have stories on my mind to tell. Let’s hope I know how to tell them.