The Reasons...

I am not a defensive person, far from it. I don't like to explain why I did what I did. Being defensive, in my opinion, is a sign of weakness. That said I am in a situation where I have to defend myself!

I had a very stupid argument with my sister a couple of days ago. While I respect her opinions and take them into account, I cannot agree with whatever she says. I don't blog as consistently as millions of people in the world do. I don't read other people's blogs - let alone comment on them. My exposure to blogs is minimal; my blog's exposure is therefore minimal.

I started this blog to get a better grip on writing. I needed to get some control over what I wrote, in terms of length and precision... and believe me; I still need to get some control over those things! While I have noticed improvements, I have a long way to go. Yes, I haven't been altogether committed to blogging off late. The reason for that is - I do things when I feel like... or when I can. When I can't do something or don't feel like doing it... I don't do it! Same applies here.

I have great respect for public speakers. I feel that they're really brave people, facing up to loads of people. For me, writing about stuff is easier. I find writing comfortable. I feel that on stage and in front of people - I wouldn't be able to talk as fluently as I can write. Writing, for me, is spontaneous. That doesn't mean I look down upon blogging. That doesn't mean that I want to become a public speaker either!

For me, blogging is something which people do openly and notoriously. Whether people are writing things about their private lives or about various public issues - they're writing on the internet. While I don't have a problem with personal issues being written on blogs, some of the responses which these experiences get are odd. It’s almost as if there is a parallel community on blogs, where people discuss their lives with others. I find that strange. Why? For me, whatever happens in my life remains just that. Maybe I don't have the bottle to write about those things here... maybe I just don't want to because I feel that it is private.

Only after the argument with my sister did it strike me that the "blogosphere" is now very much a society. People write about stuff when they're ecstatic, distraught, jumping with joy or completely depressed about something. It is an outlet, a place where people vent. There is this Indian myth that there are 3 people who look like you in the world. That could very well be a myth, but why can't people have similar experiences to the ones that you've had? Well, that was the question that I wasn't able to answer.

I will continue to blog. I enjoy writing about stuff, so why should I stop doing something that I enjoy? Blogs don't only teach you to write better, they teach you about respecting people's private spaces and opinions. Perhaps I haven't learnt to do any of those things yet.