I started the blog wth the sole aim of giving vent to the writing spirit but with the passing of each day it just wilted, no, not the desire to write but the strenght to type, to sit in front of the computer, to wait for the page while its being downloaded and a slow server only maximises the effort, making it tiring. So, all these while I have been scribbling anecdotes and rhymless verses and losing them all. The problem is- when you have got so much to write that you know your fingers will get sore. Life, if written down, is an epic no one will ever one to re analyse but then its the opinion of an imbecile like me and I'm sure I am wrong. See, once again I'm writing something which has no meaning, not in parts and not even in totality.
The monotony of life has taken its toll. Happiness is ever so welcomed but it is so ephemeral. Letting things go is never easy, still you have to. I just want to sit with my favourite book of poems, enjoy the sinking sun in the orange sky, want to sing beautiful song in tuneless voices with my sister and have a laugh riot over the silliest of jokes... but at present it all seems like a far fetched dream....
6 after-thought(s):
torture...meaning....???
and u confuse me??
Ordinary wednesdays are difficult to find, i now long for those ordinary moments which never had any importance but now........keep walking!!!
I am not a follower of many blogs.. and even if I am I do not find time to come and read all the time,, but I must say that there is some similarity between your thoughts and mine... which is why I came in the first place.. Long ago I too started with the same objective.. I had 5 blogs (the links are still visible on my current blog and one can still read them) but same things happened with me.. ... sometimes one feels tired.. of too much thoughts... drains one out really.. and then when one starts thinking deeper.. one feels what's the point... why not just stop thinking fully.. and become blissful with no thoughts at all.. why this urge to write!.. Many times I developed friendship with women who like to write and read too.. and Disaster happened.. because it made me write more and more.. till I died!!...
ha!
@ shantanu:
i believe,"i think, therefore i am" is a dangerous philosophy... too much thinking spells doom.. i can undertsand exactly what you mean and i've come across many like us... it actually kind of makes me feel good that i'm not ALONE.:)keep thinking
@Goirick:
ha..now i do...
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