Written Snaps
Long time ago when I used to write poetries, I always had a dream; a dream of being published one day. As time passed by, somehow the intensity diminished. Now, the time is such that writing a simple 4 lined-poem has become very difficult. Perhaps the touch has gone or may be I have run out of patience. But the poems which I have already written are still with me. Today, late at night at 11:13 pm on Tuesday when I was really tired, I read a few of my own poetries. Since I had created these poems, I certainly knew the theme of them but had forgotten everything else. However, after reading I felt really good. The entire process of how I created those poems rushed through my mind. The circumstances when I had written, the mood, the time…everything just flashed in front of my eyes. The kind of words which I always use in my poems, the style that I generally follow, the readers who used to religiously read my poems and give me feedback…
I always used to consider poems as written snapshots. I used to capture my emotions in words. I had started writing in Feb-2005; I still remember the girl who was my first muse, also my first genuine crush. I had written a sweet 18 liner for her birthday. Life was amazing. I was in 2nd year engineering and I was deeply fond of that girl. We were great friends. I have come a long way from then on. That girl became my best friend, then we became anonymous to each other, then we became friends again and then anonymous again. Amidst all these I have had crush on many girls. Girls came…they went. But my poems always remained with me. I am extremely thankful to all those girls for they inspired poetry in me. They tapped a potential in me which might always have remained obscure. Today, when Sangeetha is not contributing much to our BLOG mainly because she is tied up, I again see a lovely opportunity.
I feel that I am creating snapshots. I am taking photographs of our feelings. I have started enjoying the responsibility of running the BLOG single-handedly for time being, but still not bore our readers. It’s a really exciting time. When Sangeetha will also come back and start writing big time, I don’t see any reason why we can’t end up with 10 articles a month and that too of really cool quality. The BLOG has just started blooming. Now the time has come when we nurture it and make it really big. We are in the process of creating some viewer-ship for our BLOG. But more importantly, we are in the process of making photos which Sangeetha and I will see after a few years and still feel a race in our pulse after recollecting the situations in which we had written our articles.
Let me be extremely frank; irrespective of the skill or the lack of it, writing brings out the expression in me and hence I love writing…I love BLOGGING….
-Jay
Long time ago when I used to write poetries, I always had a dream; a dream of being published one day. As time passed by, somehow the intensity diminished. Now, the time is such that writing a simple 4 lined-poem has become very difficult. Perhaps the touch has gone or may be I have run out of patience. But the poems which I have already written are still with me. Today, late at night at 11:13 pm on Tuesday when I was really tired, I read a few of my own poetries. Since I had created these poems, I certainly knew the theme of them but had forgotten everything else. However, after reading I felt really good. The entire process of how I created those poems rushed through my mind. The circumstances when I had written, the mood, the time…everything just flashed in front of my eyes. The kind of words which I always use in my poems, the style that I generally follow, the readers who used to religiously read my poems and give me feedback…
I always used to consider poems as written snapshots. I used to capture my emotions in words. I had started writing in Feb-2005; I still remember the girl who was my first muse, also my first genuine crush. I had written a sweet 18 liner for her birthday. Life was amazing. I was in 2nd year engineering and I was deeply fond of that girl. We were great friends. I have come a long way from then on. That girl became my best friend, then we became anonymous to each other, then we became friends again and then anonymous again. Amidst all these I have had crush on many girls. Girls came…they went. But my poems always remained with me. I am extremely thankful to all those girls for they inspired poetry in me. They tapped a potential in me which might always have remained obscure. Today, when Sangeetha is not contributing much to our BLOG mainly because she is tied up, I again see a lovely opportunity.
I feel that I am creating snapshots. I am taking photographs of our feelings. I have started enjoying the responsibility of running the BLOG single-handedly for time being, but still not bore our readers. It’s a really exciting time. When Sangeetha will also come back and start writing big time, I don’t see any reason why we can’t end up with 10 articles a month and that too of really cool quality. The BLOG has just started blooming. Now the time has come when we nurture it and make it really big. We are in the process of creating some viewer-ship for our BLOG. But more importantly, we are in the process of making photos which Sangeetha and I will see after a few years and still feel a race in our pulse after recollecting the situations in which we had written our articles.
Let me be extremely frank; irrespective of the skill or the lack of it, writing brings out the expression in me and hence I love writing…I love BLOGGING….
-Jay
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hmm.. gr8 going bro :)
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