I invites Inspiration

Inspiration to do something that benefits our own self, someone else or the society is always welcome. But as we grow older, and may I add, cynical, inspiration is difficult to come by. We don’t trust anyone with good intentions because he is, of course, trying to fool us. A person with bad intentions needs no excuse. And for people like me, who are huge procrastinators, sometimes inspiration strikes and even leaves before the likes of us move a muscle.

In more than 3 years of blogging, I have not participated in any blogging challenges or writing prompts. I have always gony by the “I will write when I have something to say” principle. But I know that somewhere deep inside, I didn’t believe in the challenges or writing prompts. I didn’t think they would give me anything in return. But as usual, we learn our lessons hard.

After the birth of my little one, I had very little time left for myself and that time was needed to bathe, eat, poop and get some sleep. And, oh yes, blogging too. My head buzzing with ideas and rants and things to say, but no time or inspiration to write. And that’s why the cynical me, very hesistantly, signed up for the A to Z blogging challenge. I had no idea how I would do it.

But this has got to be one of my best decisions ever. All you guys writing everyday and visiting the blog and giving your precious feedback has been such a catalyst and morale booster. I have discovered so many new and wonderful blogs and people. Everyday I look forward to the next day’s letter and think about what to write. It has not only gotten me excited and happy, but has also brought on a little discipline in my life as far as writing is concerned. I know that even if I don’t have time for anything else, I have time to write my post for the day because I love it.
Thank you guys for all the love and importantly, the inspiration ๐Ÿ™‚

 

A comeback (of sorts) !

I have been away from this space for far too long this time. But, for a change, I didn’t miss it all that much. The horrors! But you guys have been kind enough to visit the blog every now and then and even make do with the older posts.

I haven’t really been in good health over the last couple of months and hence, the dry phase. For nothing do they say, “Health is Wealth”. My health was not good and I was in no mood to write. The earth was still revolving at the same speed, people were still being a****es around me and there was s**t flying all over. In short, everything was just the way it was, but it was I who was not comprehending it and the mind wasn’t processing it. Not making an opinion about it. Even if it did, I didn’t have words and thoughts tumbling out of my fingers and keyboard like the way it is. Always. Like right now. I often tell this to H and he doesn’t quite believe it. I don’t write write, if you know what I mean. I have to write because the haywire thoughts shooting across my brain at supersonic speeds have to be put on paper and let out. Otherwise they would just coagulate and I would start talking to myself. Weird?

It rained today and as always, I just had to write. It makes me so cheerful, so happy. And then the thoughts begin to flow again. The words begin to tumble again. I started missing this space. I knew I had to write  ๐Ÿ™‚

Leaving you with two of my older “rainy day” posts to enjoy!
When the rain was raining!
Weather greens and blues!

Expect me back sooner this time!

PS: While I was away and recovering, the dear blog was listed in the Directory of Best Indian Blogs. You can see the proud little icon on the right hand side bar. Yayy to that!

A Successful Failure?

I have read and heard a lot about how people change once they achieve success in their lives. And the one thought that always came back was Why? Why couldn’t people go on working with the same grit and enthusiasm as before? Why did they have to become arrogant and over-confident? Wasn’t all the adulation and fame coming their way enough to keep their morale up? Can we really call it Success when it’s actually the first step towards a disaster?

 

I started blogging when I knew nothing about it and wrote just because I loved doing it. In the past one and a half years, a lot of people came back and said they enjoyed my writing. I couldn’t have been happier that what I thought was crap or something that was special only to me did ring a bell with other people too. I continued to do this till some time ago. Sorry if I sound like I am gloating, but believe me, right now that’s the last thing I am up to. My horizons expanded after I took up blogging – I have met some amazing like minded people, got opportunities to do things that I hadn’t ever done before like book reviews, product reviews, going to blogger meets, participating in online contests and actually winning stuff – you know…lots of new things in a short span of time. It kind of became a vicious circle. People liking my work and myself getting opportunities for new stuff, in turn making newer people to contact me for their pleasantries and acknowledgement. I wouldn’t say I am not happy with this arrangement. In fact it has instilled a lot of confidence in me to go ahead and follow my dream of being a writer and the best one at that! But you know, success, however small, does go to your head.

I have taken up so much work that a procrastinator like me can ever hope to finish. And thatโ€™s because I thought I could do everything. Not that I doubt my capabilities, but I did kind of overestimate myself. I also started writing less on the blog, concentrating more on the other opportunities I was getting. I would be too judgmental if I said I was lured by money, but it was just the beginning of what could be something in that direction. But today I was thinking about the umpteen number of things that I have experienced in these past few weeks and that I never wrote on the blog about. Because I never got the time. Or I was too busy pursuing other opportunities. And it was then that I realized why only a few people in this world can keep a sane head and not let their success go to their head or affect their work negatively. Sometimes I really wish I blogged anonymously :-

 I never thought I would ever sideline my love for blogging for anything. But apparently I did. And I feel worse for it. And then it dawned on me that people who do behave weird after getting famous don’t really ask for it. Maybe the change comes over so gradually they don’t even notice. And by the time they do, itโ€™s really late. So may be all that’s required to be successful in life, apart from a little talent and sincerity, is the ability to realize when the change starts coming over and preparing yourself to not let it affect you. And now that I have decided to return to my first love with a vengeance, be ready to be mesmerized all over again! ๐Ÿ™‚ And some days later, if you do find an anonymous blogger who sounds like me, humor me ;-))

*Picture courtesy Google