Reflections Of Life

Why do I blog?

Friday, February 02, 2007

The post is the result of this simple question posed to me by a friend… just thinking aloud.

The concept of a blog was introduced to me during my final few days at Infy when I started reading a few to get to know abt ISB and to-be batchmates. And it took more than a month after joining b-school for me to start writing.

I don’t think I was a regular blog reader when I wasn’t writing. I don’t think I am one right now. But when I used to write regularly, I used to read regularly.

Started of as a substitute for those scribbled diary entries in those big notebooks which had more blank pages and Sachin’s statistics than anything about me! (I still have them :) )

I can’t say that I don’t write for others to read… ‘coz I marketed this space by adding it to my signature all thro’ my b-school days. And it does feel good when someone identifies me because of my blog.

But then if I think of all the people who read my blog and make opinions about me and the way I think, I wouldn’t write a line out here. When I write, I tell myself I am not answerable to anyone and can write anysense or nonsense here and all that matters is what I feel when I post it or read it again after a few days or months later :) yeah, there have been times when I have actually read thro’ lengths of my posts to just revive a few memories and also admire my own writing a few times!

I sometimes do wish I could write about everything and keep it an open book… don’t think that would ever happen. What else are friends for?

An answer to the subject of this post: The space where I think aloud, assuming there is no one around and not looking for an answer to everything! Just a substitute for a piece of paper and sometimes for a friend’s ear.

The different people who make a difference:

Some of my very good friends who have known me much before this space was born but refuse to read here. Would love them to visit sometimes, though I know they are the ones to best understand that the blog me and the real me are the same.

Many of my friends who do read my blog and get to know more about me because they visit the space. I know these people pretty well and have no qualms in them knowing me any better ‘coz they know the real me more than the blog me.

The acquaintances who got to know my blog too and so pop out a few times to keep in touch.

A few people who have been reading me, know the blog me and suddenly they get to know the real me. I think I must be very different to them. I don’t know and do I wish I knew?

A few / many unassuming readers who know me through my blog and I don’t know them… my sitemeter tells me they are there and I am just happy with that info alone. Just gives me the gladness that there should be something interesting I still write for that counter to tick.

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