Benign beginning!

Hi All,

Welcome to my blog. It’s been long that I wanted to start one. I read other people’s blog and enjoy it a lot. It’s a world of its own, to read others’ experiences and take on life. Then thought why not to have one of my own. I do write a diary and love to pen down my thoughts, then why not blog. May be I hesitated, as I know myself well and that consistency is not my game. Secondly, I am more of a pen-and-a pad person than a laptop (yes, yes, I know I seem to belong to an old generation of book-lovers, which yes I am). Though I help many of my friends with their blogs, but could never get into any action for mine. As ironic as it may sound, I am always helping others to write well, but never write myself. I work without credit. Not that I mind (who asked you to choose editing as a profession, my sister would quip reading this). But sometimes, it hits you. Why not write yourself rather than helping others to write. (And please it’s not that I write too well. I am just talking about it in my own humble way.) My job entails polishing what others write, and at times, re-writing too. Then, being in this profession, people are always asking you, is it okay if I write this? If someone has to write a mail, he’ll ask you to do the honours. If a friend has to fill some form, he will ask you, is it correct English? If another is writing an article, he’ll say, “yaar thodi help to karde, kya fayada tere journalist hone ka” (please help, what’s your advantage of being a journalist). And that’s not all, most of the phone calls are related to this. I mean imagine this: Your sister, who works in a far away place called Mumbai, calls you. You glow thinking she must be missing you. Then she whispers hurriedly, “Hey, I am in office, need to write an invite for an office party, please mail me urgently. *Glow gone*. Your brother, who hardly miss you even when you are away from home, calls. You glow again. He says, “Didi, yaar dekhna yeh sentence thik hai kya?” (Please see if this sentence is okay). *Glow gone*.

So, the point is, I was happy helping others in writing and transferring the glow from my face to theirs. I was happy with my pen and diary. But then, inspiration came from someone in the most unexpected way, from someone I don’t know personally (MM I am talking about you, thanks), besides my own craving to have my own space.

So, here it is. My blog, starting today. I chose this day as it’s the most auspicious day for me. Hope I’ll be able to write regularly. I know I am not the best, not even good, but it’s me, naive and imperfect. Hope to have a nice beginning and an enriching journey. Wish me luck please.

Welcome to my blog, My Soulitude!