I never thought I’d make this. I mean for the past 1 year I was in the process of blogging which literally accounted as a ‘virtual’ activity. The blog never materialized. I churned out so many topics in my mind; philosophy, politics, music, religion and so on. But never would I come up with something that I was confident of putting up on a platform where a million people are posting a billion articles everyday. Some time back (a few weeks to be precise) I realized that there was something that was pulling me back from writing or rather posting on a public board. There was some kind of inertia that’d always push me through the first few lines of something and then take my hands completely off from the keyboard and firmly grip it on the mouse. I’d always end up browsing through the same pages of some friends’ portal or simply google around for the weirdest stuff possible.
I badly wanted to find out why the hell ? and slowly I realized that there was a fear. A silent apprehension that whispered into my ears that people are going to read these and what if they find it boring, jaded, rhetorical and all those adverbs that’d classify my lines as unreadable. Defining the fear that lurked through was the most difficult task and a greek story from the beginning of the civilization told me that fear can be killed only by doing what I fear.
And hence here I am. This is not supposed to be a writing of verbal dexterity that’d take the readers to higher realms of literary delight. I no longer care what others think of this. I don’t even give a damn whether people read this or not. I am just extirpating my fear..
cogito ergo sum
eric..
