I. I start with ‘I’ because I think that that’s what blogs are for. It is a place where one can shoot one’s mouth off without caring. It’s like the shoreline or a top of a cliff, you don’t care if anyone listens or shouts back, but it’s a place where you can just scream your lungs out.
What is it that I would like to share with you, the reader? I have not one iota of idea. I don’t know if it shall be a personal (ahem) diary, a place of literature (many people coughing) or a place of “here’s the things I like from other people’s writing”. Maybe I shall write about myself, maybe about other people, maybe about social issues, maybe poems or songs even if the rhythm permits or maybe about art house stuff. The point is I don’t know. That’s the main thing I want to write about in this post. I have no damned idea. I like that. Meaningless babble or otherwise there are a few things u might expect, things that distinguish my writing - ‘style’ if I can venture forth that word!
1) Metaphors and the like – there’s one in the opening parah and boy will u find more.
2) My Pretence – something real or otherwise. Don’t try and separate truth from fiction, I seldom know myself.
3) Grammatical mistakes- aah well….
4) And yeah – you shall frequently find my mind stoned.
I hope to start a journey here, where it shall lead me I know not. Whether I shall continue with it, I know not. Maybe I will make friends at the end of it, maybe not. I know this, there is a riot in me, there are things that concern me, there are things that I care about, people that I love – I want to attempt to physically pen down my thoughts. Thoughts that are like wisps of smoke, I try and catch it and it vanishes. Dreams that I have trouble remembering – I shall try, it’s my struggle and if…..
What is it that I would like to share with you, the reader? I have not one iota of idea. I don’t know if it shall be a personal (ahem) diary, a place of literature (many people coughing) or a place of “here’s the things I like from other people’s writing”. Maybe I shall write about myself, maybe about other people, maybe about social issues, maybe poems or songs even if the rhythm permits or maybe about art house stuff. The point is I don’t know. That’s the main thing I want to write about in this post. I have no damned idea. I like that. Meaningless babble or otherwise there are a few things u might expect, things that distinguish my writing - ‘style’ if I can venture forth that word!
1) Metaphors and the like – there’s one in the opening parah and boy will u find more.
2) My Pretence – something real or otherwise. Don’t try and separate truth from fiction, I seldom know myself.
3) Grammatical mistakes- aah well….
4) And yeah – you shall frequently find my mind stoned.
I hope to start a journey here, where it shall lead me I know not. Whether I shall continue with it, I know not. Maybe I will make friends at the end of it, maybe not. I know this, there is a riot in me, there are things that concern me, there are things that I care about, people that I love – I want to attempt to physically pen down my thoughts. Thoughts that are like wisps of smoke, I try and catch it and it vanishes. Dreams that I have trouble remembering – I shall try, it’s my struggle and if…..
A friend recently told me that it's a place that you escape to, a place where you find solace... Let's give this fairyland a try then....
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I want to run - I want to hide -I want to tear down the walls That hold me inside -I want to reach out And touch the flame -Where the streets have no name (Where the streets have no name, U2)
2 comments:
Welcome, we've been, ah, expecting you! ;)
Aah well...i had to...blogs are a platform for international recognition at the click of mouse(as defined in my e-commerce textbook)...i need attention..:D
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