Sunday, July 24, 2005

20 000 eyes under a blog

I apologize for the v v corny title of the post.. i've had 20k page views. When i started blogging last year, i didnt think i'd stick to it for this long. Over the years, my mom has paid for guitar lessons that lasted a month, bought a "shruthi" box that gathers dust in my loft and patiently cleaned up after my innumerable attempts at crafts (candle making, quilting, cooking, sewing). Low attention span and laziness mean that i usually get bored pretty quickly. And yet i've continued blogging through bad movies and boring months.. often writing without having much to say.

For the benefit of being Mr Kite..
oops.. for those who are thinking of starting a blog : (drum roll please)

Benefits of Blogging
* You get to keep in touch with old friends who're too busy to mail you, but atleast read about what you're upto on the blog

* You get to make new friends (and i've made quite a few)

* You get to voice your own opinion. Even if you think main hoo naa was nice and Zaheer Khan is cute and remixed hindi music is rockin!!

* You get to say "i write" even if you dont manage to get anything printed :)

* People who want to check up on your functional writing skills have a readymade portfolio.

* You get to check your page hits counter three times a day and feel good when it hits any number ending with a zero.

* You usually discover that you are not alone. For some, this is scary.. since we are comforted by our uniqueness. But often, its nice to know that at 4 am there are other souls who can't finish a vikram seth book and enjoy cheesy mainstream hindi movies and are as confused about life as you are.

* No editors

* No deadlines

In other news, Week 4 and another WAC submission are over. Sleep is as elusive. Tiny threads of long forgotten thoughts string together now. Randomly. What was the name of that guy who every girl had a crush on in the 8th standard? The one who wore the coolest adidas sneakers and ran track?

When did i realise i'm addicted to cold water? And when did i fall in love with deep loud rock music that can make any day seem survivable? what would i do without metallica and matchbox 20? Or tang? Why, at 4 am, is remixed punju music STILL blaring outside my door?

When did i figure out that my biggest competition is with myself? The race i'm running is not against anyone other than my expectations. My parents i know, are never disappointed with me. And i couldn't care less what anyone else thinks.. so it boils down to this... what i expect of myself and what i rationalize away to make myself feel better... what i'll put up with... and at the end of the day, the only person i have to answer to is myself.

You'd think this would be a lot easier than explaining your teachers' note on "chalk throwing incidents" to your mom. It isn't.

The problem with dealing with yourself is that you somehow manage to see through all your excuses. :)

This doesn't really go anywhere, this post. It just exists. A random thought. Like me. Work in progress.

There are those who live in the boundaries of guilt and fear, in the limits of imagination. One must dance in the moment. Reach down and pull up a song. Spin and chant and forget the sorrow that we are flesh on bone


- Book of Osiris, Egyptian Book of Dead (From Suhas's signature on dBab)

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hmmm..nice blog here !!!...how did i miss it ??!! :)....
and yea tht sig of mine is always inspiring for me.....but at the end of it all it jus boils down to a small mass of flesh on bones...wht manac..wht quizzes and grades !!..hehe..only if life was as much of a "motherhood" statement as strategy !!!

sicne its not - gud luck for next week's quizzes and the mid term afterwards !! :)

Identity chosen - Anonymous !!!

Suze said...

how can u be anonymous since (like any good wimwi student after the second WAC) have referenced it?? :))

tx btw.. both for the compliments and conversation

Anonymous said...

Hmm,

you know the big problem with blogging is that it becomes an end in itself - a case of attention wh0ring after some time. And then again, we got a life to live right? I'd rather sell the memoirs later ;-)

Suze said...

thats a pretty cynical view point. any writing for that matter IS an end in itself.

And this does not preclude writing memoirs later either..

and attention whoring?? the beauty of writing where you dont write FOR a particular audience or target is the independence to do what you want.. it negates your basic claim of attention whoring :)

akshay said...

too much reasoning in the comments...slitcha the relax! Nice post btw... however the apology for the title was very necessary. The post did bring back memories of madras university exams. I used to write answers just like this.. with the bullets et al. Also i used to throw random interesting funda irrelevant to the topic just so that i don't get too bored!

Suze said...

thats what comments is for :)
and lolz@madras univ exams!! :))

Anonymous said...

hi,

got to admit you benefits of blogging is pretty much wat i think....have been reding your blog for quite a while now...keep up the good work....nice to note tht you have time off to blog...even in IIMA....TC....

Oka the irrepressible said...

Makes a lot of sense. Race against our own expectations - thats the perfect attitude.

And have you been doing too much of OM lately ? :)

Suze said...

oka..
lil bit of OM.. its fast becoming my fave!!.. one of the few where i feel i have a clue about whats happenin..

unlike some others!!

reader, thanks.. and we at wimwi tradeoff on sleep.. as evinced by the number of bloggers here

Saraansh said...

"It just exists. A random thought. Like me. Work in progress."

True

Anonymous said...

Life could be nothing else but work in progress..none of us have lived it before..have we..as for the randomness..usme hi to mazaa hai...nahi to life would become like a static case study..with all the necessary info encrypted in.

Anonymous said...

Well Said.

Nissim said...

Really nice post. Loved the last few lines especially. Sort of like 'the man in the glass' poem.
another advantage of blogging...you get to blame others for not keeping up with your life.
"Its there in my blog...why dont u just have a look at it??"