The year 2011 has already begun, the first week of the year has almost come to an end, and by now some might have accomplished as many as six projects and others might be trying their best to get their new year resolutions fulfilled, but poor me, I couldn't feed my blog with a single post ( though my writings are not sensible to the folks, its just my passion which I picked up at latter phase of my college life ). No, I was not busy as bees, neither I was in full race as ants, and nor I was so lazy and sluggish as swine, to pen down my thoughts, but only because I am not a good writer. Indeed I have lots to share; the pain of my distorted family, the agony of life's wreckage, the cries of my unexpected falls, the sickness of loneliness, the aches of embarrassment and humiliation, my death of cowardliness ( my deep felt but unexpressed love for somebody ), my thoughts and opinions on daily happenings, and of course my secrets of success and my overwhelmed joy of my achievements.
Many a times I tried to jot down few lines but the myriad feelings that linger in my thoughts compete among themselves to get them jotted first, and with many things to write, I couldn't make choice among the countless thoughts, of which to write first, for all seems equally sensible for me, and thus I enter the state of delima, and finally the sheet in front of me remain as plain as before, and discover that I have written nothing. Paulo Coelho, the great Brazilian philosopher has mentioned, " the vocabulary of the average man is made up of 3,000 words; a real writer never uses any of these, because there are another 1,89,000 in the dictionary, and he (writer) is not the average man." but my vocabulary is far below that of the average man's so whenever I try to write, I have the same words to express so I feel that what I write doesn't bring any sense, still then I enjoy my writings. The empty vassal of mine have nothing much to extract I am not a writer as well but, " I ain't a writer but that doesn't stop me from writing" a sentence beautifully carved by Sogyel in his blog and the content in it, inspires me to write more and more.
So with this welcome post, I wish to pour down more and more informative, entertaining and sensible entries as the year progress by. Like the taste of every single drops of oceanic water, let my greed for writing become more and more extreme and one day, like the reflections of rays of crescent moon from the lime-ly wall, may my writings radiate more joy and euphoria within my soul.