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For better or verse15 August Re- Write?This is probably the most eventful year of my life upto now.
I went to this beautiful resort in Goa with friends and made sure I got drunk on the local beer every single day of my 5 day trip. I finished my MBA and called my parents and grandparents down to the ISB campus for a beautiful convocation function. My grandmother fell ill at the end of the trip and I spent an anxious month nursing her back to health. I started a new job in a new city (Pune) and had all the corresponding headaches relating to shifting base. And finally I decided to get married to my long distance boyfriend of two and a half years. The wedding may be at the end of this year sometime and before that happens I'll fly off to the US for 2 months.
In short - this year is eventful.
And yet, this is the only year of my life when I have not felt the need to write. Writing - the form of expression that has been my constant companion ever since I can remember, no longer is my first instinct. For as far back as I remember, I needed to write when something happened - when I visited a friend or a new place, when I got another world-saving idea, when I read a pretty verse or well-written novel. People talk, crib, rant, sing, dance, act, laugh. I wrote. And just like that, I stopped.
So what made me stop I wondered today as I was musing my favourite question - the purpose of the whole enchilada (a.k.a. this life). Some theories theories stood out as having part of the solution. Maybe now that I talk to this other person on a daily basis and tell him all I think, I don't need another medium of expression. Maybe I am just getting old and its time for the imaginary friends (including the diary) to die. Maybe I am just bored and once I recover, I shall be back writing award winning, heart -rending books in the next year. Maybe I have seen too many changes, become too practical and nothing touches anything inside anymore. Maybe I have been insanely buzy this year participating in the events that made the year eventful so I haven't had the time. Maybe I have writer's block.
Or maybe this is not a phenomena that needs so much examining in the first place. I think the last idea is the one I most like. So I am gonna stop wondering why I don't write anymore. And if someone else still visits this blog - they should too. Maybe I will write again, maybe I won't but it was fun while it lasted is all I can say.
So dear friends (this could be a monoact delivered to an empty hall) I shall see you when I do. Till then...toodle-ooo
15 December quandryno particular hate and no particular like every option is alright, just that they are all alike the trouble it begins whenever one must choose each decision starts to look some what like a noose good at this, or better at that its all the same pal, a broken thermostat there is no difference, in ideas one to ten the only hope, perhaps the pen but ink too flows in broken spurts addresses issues some days, then months it skirts so why existance, philosphical the question arises maybe further on theres purpose, the tired mind surmises 07 November Right NowDefine happiness: A cup of coffee, a lonely walk along the campus singing a song loudly in the middle of the night. Maybe I'd be able to write after this.... 25 September Whats the point?It's weird how some public figures, namely the two most recent American Presidents seem to say and do the funniest things in front of the camera. This particular one has already paid his dues, many times over, but continues to amuse. Here's the link to a video I saw on YouTube that I thought was funny.
p.s. my new resolution is to write as often as possible.... 23 September My Temprament says a 5 second test
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