Monday, December 29, 2008

Sanity, vanity and some more...

Some days back, a certain someone came over to our office to present a 'sermon' on blogging. I walked in eagerly with an open mind to hear this guy out (the fact that he's from Tamland helped in the mind wanting to patiently sit through the whole thing!). What I thought would be a flavourful session with much to argue, discuss and debate about, instead had me stepping out spitting fire!


It was all about classification of blogs to bring some sort of clarity and organising the vast universe. Being a public relations professional, this is of course important in terms of what we do. And bringing some order to this chaotic universe is indeed something of a good thing. But what really made me question the speaker's presentation was the scornful attitude towards personal blogs - those that he featured under sanity, vanity and identity - where people write because they can or because they are good or becasue it is cathartic or because they are vain and luckily good writers and hence can brag about or decry their lives..

9 August 2009 ...
PS: Again..written a long long time back (29 December to be precise!)...whilst I was still working...so much has happened since then - I have quit my job, I have seen leh, I befriended some new interesting people and lost a few in the making and now moving on to study in Maastricht, Holland...life is what you make it out to be, not unpredictable - I can say that now with confidence - sorry for letting a new post seep into this old one.. lots of thoughts are residing in my head fighting for space and volume...

Going back to this particular blog post, it doesn't merit a conclusion any more however I still hold the grudge against the man - and that shall so remain.



Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Writing on a gravestone

Disillusioned, she stood.
Her head lowered, the pressure beating her shoulders down. She shuddered as she looked at the ground beneath, her eyes moist.

Should she have looked up at all? Should she have walked and braved the storms ahead? Should she have bothered finding her way out of her tortured life?

If she could have, she would have.

Rest in peace.
CC