That is such a difficult thing to explain actually. Why do we always need to have reasons? I hated the reasons in Science even in school and here I have to give a reason for what some might consider art, that is if my random ramble qualifies for literature, and yet I must try to reply to this question as I want to kick start my writing back to life again. Actually I have been away from this beleaguered blog of mine for a while, the writing has gone away, maybe I put in pictures and a few captions on this blog but my ability to randomly ramble and put my thoughts into words was on a hiatus, perhaps still is, we will only get to know if its back or not once we put this typing exercise into post and actually publish it, beyond this word file.
Coming to seriously think of it, I have always had a lot of thoughts which never quite got converted into speech, perhaps when talking to someone or debating or simply conversing or explaining myself I am not able to actually convey the real essence of what I want to say. Perhaps I have always felt that I was able to formulate and shape my thoughts better once I wrote, you might say that is obvious as we can always delete what we type… but can’t take back what we once uttered. Also so many views on so many random things that I didn’t know who to share with. I did try to write a diary a few times, but always was scared someone might read my thoughts. As I grew up I guess I did understand that thoughts were thoughts and that was it and it became clear to me as I began writing that it helped me get a perspective. However, it was all random and I really do not have a record of things. Many times I used to write in a letter pad and then tear off the letter.
Eventually one friend, one fine day introduced me to the world of blogging. Tentatively I began writing about my first love, cricket, I have a view there almost all the time and I love the sport so much and get so emotionally attached you would not believe if I ever told you. As I got more familiar to the blogging scene and started reading other people I started to actually believe that so many thoughts I had so many times and was so shy or scared to share were actually okay. Others had such thoughts too and seriously the fact that I was able to read what was in the minds of so many other people triggered a lot of freedom than I had earlier thought I would have on my blog.
So what started as a cricket blog became a place where I shared my personal things, thoughts, memories and views and then as people started visiting I loved the fact that there was interaction. I will admit that I loved blogging and being on my blog the most when the interaction was at its peak. I many times used to feel my comment section was more interesting than the post in itself. It told me about how much warmth there was in the blogging world. But like all good things, even that stopped and so my writing also became err.. lets say less regular.
At most times I prefer to write only when some thought comes to my mind. I do not write for the sake of writing, I didn’t think it was great, but, over time I think I was wrong, the more I bring myself to a keyboard or a scribble pad the more likely I was to acknowledge so many thoughts of mine that just go away. Opening a word document and just staring in it all of a sudden the thoughts start to pour in and there are so many things I actually want to write.
I guess by now you would have realised Why I write?
I don’t have any reason really.. Most of the time I write nothing actually, even that nothing though, has to be written.
Written in response to a prompt that I read about on Corinne’s blog : The Writer’s Post Thursday Blog Hop # 80
Yea well I wrote it on a friday but how does that matter eh, discipline is just not my cup of tea. I would also take this opportunity to thank Corinne as this post actually is about to be published. I think she is a wonderful motivator and has got me back to writing 😀