Tamanna had always found solace and a purpose in writing. It was not a mere hobby anymore. More than the art of writing it was the want of writing which used to motivate and guide her urge and skill to weave a subtle, bright and meaningful ensemble of words and thoughts.
Her blog was much appreciated as well. Her strenuous efforts of presenting the smallest of emotions in the most sincere and realistic manner had her readers falling in love with her every post.
Today, Tamanna felt weird and disappointed like never before. She had put her heart and soul in writing her first book – a delicacy of selected short stories which had already been highly appreciated and reviewed by on her blog. But inspite of all this and six months of knocking at the doors of many publishing houses, there was hardly any chance she was getting published.
Everything she had done for the past five years felt meaningless. Undesired. Unappreciated. All her writings felt of no use.
At that very moment, she saw a small butterfly flying effortlessly against the wind. That fragile creature had so much might in her gutsy wings that she was able to challenge the strong breeze that flew head on.
Tamanna had a smile on her face. She realized that it won’t matter how strong a hit you get, but if you know where you belong to and what lays inside your soul, nothing is impossible, nothing is the end and nothing would ever be against you.
Life has its own way to keep you hooked onto its blog !
What makes the bloggers different from other artists ?
First of all, blogging takes a lot of courage - you’ve to be either dead honest to yourself or you’ve to fake it so flawlessly that you don’t feel guilty for it later !
Bloggers don’t seek to be celebrities. They are just in love with the art of expression. The skill of letting the readers feel the sense of the post. This sense may or may not be something which the blogger would’ve in mind. But this is the magic of blogging – there is always a perfect meaning !
Bloggers draw a path in front of them and just walk on it. There are no questions asked, no plans made or no ends thought of. It is just the knowing of your emotional quotient and the birth of it in ink.
If bloggers are preachers then they teach the peace in letting yourself express in whatever way one wishes and bring out the best every time.
If bloggers are warriors then they tell you how to master the craft of fighting the odds, dilemmas and glitches life throws at you and come back fighting stronger for more.
If bloggers are messengers then they bring the message of searching the hidden peace within yourself and let everyone share once you’ve found it.
You become very busy with your blog….and then you become too busy for your blog. This is an inevitable thing.
So, take care of your blog as best as you can….as long as you can.
It will always love you and wait for you to come back.
(I am currently in a situation where I can’t go through all the posts being written by my fellow bloggers. I know its my loss !!
So, if you are reading this, please know what you mean to me even if I may not be dropping in your inbox too often.)
You sit everyday with your heart on the table. Recollecting the grains of time to weave words of honesty. Cherishing perfect emotions, you create magical verses.
Living a life of showering hope, you share more than a life with everyone. Understanding the unknown, being in rhyme with the unspoken. Humble hugs of gratitude. Tender touch of adorable being.
In heartaches and heartbreaks, you write about the power of love. When denied what you deserved, acknowledge the painful efforts. As darkest dilemmas preach, you bring back the might in prayers.
A perfect art is nourished in your definition of self and us. This attire of pious ink of yours knows a place for souls to rest. Bringing back the blood in hearts, a messenger of life you are. This silken bond realizes its strength for the perfect thinker you are.
“Thank You” for letting me be someone I am proud of….I have sincerely followed you and everything you meant in those beautiful blog posts of yours…and would always do….till its God’s own wish.
Spirituality is a belief which enables a person to rise above the materialistic sense of his existence and helps him discover the real self or the real meaning of his life. It is ushering your thoughts and your deeds towards a path where you can find answers for your precarious dilemmas, generate a bundle of positivity and look beyond the reasoning of this mortal subsistence.
Just one question – why does a person has to know spirituality only after he feels too confused in life ? I mean why spirituality is tagged with some “journey” notion where you would find answers, whatever they are. I find it difficult to comprehend as to why there are so many questions related to your initiation into spirituality – who I am, what is my worth, why do I exist, why things happen, where is this going to end etc.
We as human beings are not perfect. But the spirit or the energy which is the core of our existence is just perfect. We get corrupted with our understanding of this world and the worldly tactics that are required to survive.
The beginning is always from 100% for us – emotionally, factually and conscience wise. This percentage keeps on deteriorating as we gain our consciousness about the efforts required to live and live meaningfully. Spirituality is not just a tool to understand the universe and the emotions, but it is realizing that the power of spirituality is what we are born with. It is embedded in our cell structure. Still, we end up requiring a certain “spiritual guide” to help us understand it.
Blogging is one of the best canvases on which the meanings of spirituality could be effectively portrayed. I know, many of you wonderful bloggers have already found this one out ! (So, why not just help me defining it a little bit better !!)
Certain phases of blogging and their respective sense in accordance with spirituality could be seen as :
1. The Thinking Phase : This is like pushing yourself, cautiously or vigorously, into a state of trance where you get this urge to personify your thoughts in ink. These thoughts need to be carefully blended as they reflect the conscience of the author. Like in spirituality, this stage will let you see inside your sensibility and power of the mind.
2. The Writing Phase : One of the most difficult part for any writer is to do justice with what he thinks by choosing the right set of words and rhymes. Whether a point wished to be conveyed was conveyed or not would rely solely on the sense you make out of your words. Like in spirituality, it depicts finding the correct meaning of your existence in this impatient world.
3. The Completion Phase : I like to call this one the “self critique” phase. It happens so much with us that once a piece is complete; we end up inside a void. We feel that perhaps this is not as good as it was supposed to be. We would be concerned if it actually deserves an audience. Like in spirituality, there is this constant need to evolve to avoid being in a state of parallel or stalemate. One must respect his true self and grow beyond it.
For me, blogging has been both the apparatus and the medium required to know the power of the spirit that lies within. What we all bloggers are trying here is to work in our own spaces and times to create an aura of positivity and sincerely progress towards a better understanding of the human existence.
Our words are the doors that lead us into this magnificent world of harmony, respect and equality.
This is what spirituality is all about, isn’t it !
Please allow me to introduce myself.
I am a blogger who seeks the self within
in an ensemble of humble emotions,
in the realities and the pretentions, akin.
I sing of the rain when the earth is dry
and bring the fragrance of the wet soil.
I talk of the efforts when close to quitting.
I summon the power wrapped in the golden toil.
Creating an aura in codicil to the truth
I present a world of charming verses.
Austerity in the reflection, yet soothingly I paint
with colors of hope as our heart converses.
In your polite presence I seek completion.
I shower gratitude to the divine soul in thee.
Sometimes it is about you, as ardently
I chase a dream to be the ME I want to be.
in the world of fragrant verses
and nourishing thoughts.
I wandered with a sting
of a mystifying drought.
Interpreting the conclusion
or to just look in awe
with your words around.
I felt content and nobility
in my juvenile astound.
You – diffidently aware
of the people dropping by
and cherishing the aglow.
I – with a diminutive significance
still craved to FOLLOW.
In the ensemble of
your soul defining maxims
and gutsy veracities.
Admiring the courage you found
in the poignant audacities.
Every morsel of pain and glee
that you renewed into a hymn
of your precious opus.
I stood by your magical aura
as your lexis fused us.
is life unprecedented
in these frenzied belongings.
The chimes of your spotlessness and splendor
creating the soul of my longings.
As you write
with your burning desire
and words of intimate obsessions.
I promise to FOLLOW and leave my soul
In your paradise – In your creations.
I got my 1000th hit today!
If you are reading this – then it’s only because of YOU that I found this moment in time to cherish life with my sensitivity and your words of appreciation.
Thank YOU so much.
Well, I feel – escalated, overwhelmed, jubilant, gratifying and motivated.
But, there is this certain numbness that is slowly yet evidently creeping inside.
I never said I’ll be undertaking a journey in an effort to find myself. I was not fighting bewilderments that plague my cerebral rationale. I was not pretentious. I was not lonely. I, surely, was not good at creating an aura of words that would sound humble and solicitous.
So, what was it that I was looking for? I mean there has to be a reason for things to happen, right?
The reason, I felt worth a belief, was YOU.
As I wandered in this mysterious world of Blogging, I found that it had been graced by so many brilliant, intellectual and powerful Bloggers who had the passion of Blogging in the purest form achievable.
I came across verses depicting the amalgamation of beautiful contrasts.
I read accounts of zealous handlings of the complicated challenges life could throw.
I devoured poems about God, Love, Strength, Mother, Struggles, Attitude, Heart Breaks and so many addictive illustrations.
I read articles where YOU endeavored so sincerely and ardently to share your truest feelings without any inhibitions.
Astonished and in awe – I did the only thing I could do – to follow YOU.
I went through your words, felt the bliss, believed in the pain, exhumed the surprises and lived the moment.
The numbness was of the quandary that how should I impress YOU enough so that YOU would grace me with your presence, again?
I only figured out one solution – to present my soul in the bare minimum ornamentation and bleed with the aroma of honest expressions.
This is a small token of love and respect that I would like to usher to some of my inspirational Bloggers listed below.
(Just spent the whole afternoon designing it !!)
But before that – Suhani (my wife) and my angels Noelle and Linysha have been my blood, oxygen and all the strength by my side.
Yes, I do write whatever my infinitesimal existence in this colossally feverish world makes worth of. I lure myself into a stage of life where people should get impressed by my gender, humble verses, pain, smart thoughts or struggles (all in alphabetical order). I seek warmth. I seek companionship in handling what I have created. I seek appreciation.
So, what is so special about Blogging exactly?
Blogging has got a soul. (The straighter – The better, I guess!!)
What the obsession of Blogging has taught me is to be myself. I don’t have to imitate anyone. It flows. The art of Blogging is not defined. You do get a platform to start. But how you whittle your aura is solely up to you.
At some point of time your blog would start reminding you of who you are. You could be a different person to the superficial world. But once you enter the luminescent hallways of your blog, the poignant glockenspiel of your thoughts and recollections would summon up the broken, shattered or just misplaced pieces of your identity and give you the courage and space to reassemble.
If it helped you, it would certainly help other. Just keep the faith.
It hurts bad to see people start with the ardor and guts but slowly and painfully give away a passion. I have seen many blogs, well arranged, energetic and beautifully woven, come to a sudden, unexplained end. Perhaps they accomplished what they ever wished for through their words and pictures. Perhaps they lost the impetus to fight everything that broke them. Perhaps they graduated to a different echelon of self consciousness. Perhaps – they just gave up.
One thing that seems true is that we won’t be Blogging forever. These wonderful and humble forewords with self would, one day, simply become faded impressions on our invigorated heart. We write to seek, express, share and connect. This journey is full of hope and infatuation of creating, following and recreating – the themes, the words, the pictures or the person himself.
And your Blog would never hold you back to a certain anyone that you were. It would let you go and seek not even a corner in your heart. It would always love you back. Why?
Because…Blogging has got a soul.
We aren’t celebrities. We aren’t revolutionaries.
We aren’t the enlightened ones. We aren’t the Preachers.
We – The Bloggers are the journeymen reflecting the thoughts and experience of our personal conscience. We continuously thrive to achieve success in being contented with the subsistence of feelings and their unadulterated expression. There are moments which define a blogger by having an everlasting impression on his power of expression.
A Blogger is humble enough to acknowledge the slightest touch of reality in his writings. He may not be able to blend into his surroundings, but being comfortable with the uncertainty of life is what he flourishes upon.
We may not necessarily go through a lot of pain while writing. The hard work begins when we have to address ourselves as an audience too. It might be easy to fake and easier to express. But when you go through your own expressions and don’t feel the authenticity – things get complicated. This is the pain of being true to yourself. There is no denial of the fact that we won’t be in love just for the sake of it.
The Blogger is not always mobbed by expectations. Most of the times, he is his own companion. The seriousness of his motivation is in the desire for attaining a state of accomplishment where he can go to sleep contained.
I take this illustration of this moment to congratulate my fellow Bloggers for keeping the hope of a constantly improving expression of life alive. We are not in search of complex words – we just want to solve the complexity of this human mind where it takes impressions from the moments of splendor and despair in
shaping a better human being.
We seek completion. We seek answers for ourselves.
We seek serenity. We seek – ourselves.
“I don’t chase a mirage because I am thirsty.
I had just once imagined myself expressing it better.”