What to write??

The one thing that has been consistent of this space is my INCONSISTENCY and I’ve no qualms in saying so. Am I ashamed of this or do I attribute it to some mundane or clichéd  excuses like “No time, been busy” ,”life has not taken any earth shattering change to write about” and such like. But nothing of that sorts. It was my pure inability to translate my feelings to words. It’s as simple as that. Not a single day  had passed without me staring into this blank page wanting to tell so much and make my voice heard leading to typing something and  back  spacing it instantaneously. By the time I perform this ritual of write -and- delete - and-write , the moment would have surpassed blurring the thinking process further. Am not a prolific writer , for that instance, not even an average writer, to get inspired by scenic beauties or flower blossoming to write creatively and bring those wonderful moments before the reader’s eyes. If anything it’s only my thoughts that rule this space. There were umpteen number of thoughts that was meandering thro’ my mind , several of which would surpass as it comes and many of which sustained creating a profound impact in me . There have been instances where I’ve let my inundating feeling to pass by  unnoticed owing to the repercussions  that might follow. That’s when a small identity crisis crippled, as in, this space which was meant to be exclusive for me , which was started with a distinct  motive of expressing “honestly“, should itself be estranged. I didn’t know! I didn’t have answers to the myriad questions rising in my mind. But there was a point where I really felt the need for the resilience and watch the world pass by  as a mere  spectator with no strings attached to it. It was quite an experience to watch things at a distant. This process was really a great learning curve and has changed my perspective of life. Life at a distance was heaven but at the same time it was funnily weird at times. I really have so much to say and write but as of now am restraining myself to write more so as to learn from the world more.

Am I handicapped?

When it comes to writing, or, by and large expressing?? This is probably one of the questions that I’ve been contemplating in the recent past but in vain to counter the thoughts. The long dearth from this little space of mine stands testament to it. Not that my life has become less eventful ever since I turned to be a home maker or have not  blinkered about the events happening  around the world, as a matter of fact I’ve loads of things  to be shared, to fret on,  to be contented, to reminisce about and so on. But yet, when I would think of articulating the same I would profoundly feel disconnected between my thought process and the sense of expression albatrossing me. Having said that, guess what’s my challenge for this year :- To overcome this disability of mine and I hope to recuperate from it soon.

A New-fangled Me... :)

I’ve been extensively blog hopping for while and was truly amazed at the genres which every single blog carried. I was and am reading a varied zest like food, gadgets, and mothers, personal and so on. It had really changed my discernment of this complete thought behind ‘blog’ or precisely ‘blogging’. I was jus sitting glued to the system for hours in reading those blogs that I’d instinctively developed a flair for reading by itself. Here, I’ve to be honest enough in accepting that not only was I influenced to write or rather express more, I was also disposed on the design of the blog it self. I was some how driven to write on a different platform, but given for the fact that my indiscretion on jus one, couldn’t think that I will be able to do the honors of having a second one. And finally when I decided to have a small make over of my blog that was when I found this, Thanks to Google :) . After a zillion thoughts and templates juggling I finally roped in this from here, yet there are many others which I really liked. True to the quote :

Change is the only permanent thing in this world

I hope this change is just not restricted with the design but to my stance even.