Post #100

Yeah! That's what this is! My 100th post! And I guess I am making a bigger deal of it than it actually it. But like anyone cares. Besides, it seems fine to sound cocky and brash from time to time. 

I'm glad that I stuck to what I like doing, that being writing. I shall hopefully be at it, like I have been at it for the past 2 months or so. I remember writing my first post in the college library's computer lab. This was about a year and a half ago. I thought to myself how, and rather why, would anyone read some random bloke's ramblings. But on the very second day, my Blogger-console showed that 15 people clicked the link to my blog. THAT was motivating. And it just caught on.

I have learned a bunch of things through writing, although I'm yet to do anything world-altering with it. And here are my words on your screen, bringing the lessons I learned, to you. So here's what I learned.

Persist, persist, and persist... ANNND PERSIST! If you like doing something, keep doing it! This is a lot easier said than done. And I bet I won't be able to apply what I just said, to other things that I do. Maybe that's because I don't have many other things  I like to do, or maybe I haven't tried "persisting" that much in other avenues. But the trick seems to be working here. So that's that. 

Writing tells you one thing. And that is..... The problem we all face in this world is not hostility. The problem we face is indifference. People usually, don't give a shit about what you do. That's because inaction is a lot more convenient than endorsing something. Because when you endorse something, you are by default, attached to the ups and downs of the things you endorse. Writing taught me to endure this indifference. 

Writing has helped me bond with others. I've seen my mom cry after she read one of my posts. I've had friends who saw themselves in my writing, specially when I WAS writing about them, and they were been happy to see that someone cares about them behind their backs. Their happiness in turn, gives me the satisfaction for having made another soul that tad-bit happy. Through writing, I got a new perspective when it comes to beauty, specially feminine beauty. And since I am a bit low on talking, which usually is a drawback in any relationship, I just got a new way of communicating my thoughts with the ones close to me. Talk about non-verbal communication! And since I don't hold back anything while I am at it, writing allows me to put the most transparent version of myself in front of the world. 

Further, I cannot describe my elation when I hear from someone that they read a post of mine, specially so if I hadn't nagged the living daylights out of them to read my post. Another thing writing teaches you to do is to 'Not expect a thing'. It is like the Bhagwat Geeta says, "Do your thing, and don't bother about the result."

You never know who will click your link. You don't know IF anyone will. So no point breaking your head over it. I write what I feel like, and feel relieved that a part of me is now behind me, and will remain out there for the rest of eternity (or at least till the Internet exists). It is like the PENSIVE in the Harry Potter books. A piece of your thoughts is left in a pool, there for you to access at any point in time you please to revisit it.

Writing lets me get hold of my feelings like nothing else... Well, usually. It also allows my thoughts, often in shambles, become that one small bit more streamlined.

I have seen a bunch of people getting excited about writing after having seen what I do. Trust me, there isn't a thing bigger as a source of motivation, knowing that you are a cause of someone's motivation. 

Writing has taught me to look for motivation. I found my easiest sources in women! Oh yes! You gorgeously wonderful creatures! Had you not been in my life, or at least in my vicinity, this post would have happened only after another century. And I can already see some of you ladies smiling, as you do know who I am talking about. That's one more thing about writing about writing. You can say exactly what you want to, to the person/persons you want, without revealing their identity.
I fell in love while I was(and still am) making writing a habit. I now realize that hadn't writing been by my side, the whole feeling of being in love would have been much less exciting. 

I could go on like this, probably for ever. Did I talk about how writing helps me turn fact into fiction? Shit! I totally forgot to talk about how writing helped me with my language. Ah, chuck all of it! Foremost of all, it is the ones close to me, who comment , the ones who take the liberty to be critical, the ones who brazenly make fun of my posts, whom I shall be ever so grateful to. My prime source of motivators. Were it not for you bearing my yakking, I would have long lost the motivation to write. And all my learnings would have stopped long before any of it even started. That's it with all my thanking. Where the fuck's my award? Huh? The golden lady standing on some book of sorts, no??

And yeah, by the way! I invite anyone, who's interested in starting a blog, to START a blog! What stops you, is completely beyond my comprehension. It's absolutely FREE!!! FREE!!! FREEEEE!!!!!! 

*Wow! I should be payed for publicizing all blogging platforms!