This is my very first entry as a blogger. Yes, I had created my account a few years ago but then it never held much of a significance for me. Creating a blogging account was just part of the IT course that I had appeared (the details of which is not much of a concern to the readers).
Of late, my mind has been wandering to my dormant account. Would it still be there? And what do I do if it is there? I really need a platform to pour out my thoughts, to revive that writer in me who had shrunk to the deepest recesses of my being over the years, as my physical being took on the enormous responsibilities of surviving and making home in this unforgiving world. Thankfully, it was still there albeit blank of any posts,
Today as I pen my very first post, I also embark on a journey. I had lost myself, forgotten my dreams as I trudged on the path that lay ahead of me. My individuality vanishing with every step. The world pulling me in different directions. An exhausted soul, feeble and frail caged in the body of an iron woman.
My post today is not some abrupt action. It is the result of a journey that my soul had traveled over the years; And yet the thoughts are incoherent, as I ponder over the possibility of whether my experience, my journey, is mine alone or are there others like me who have embarked on a journey to the discovering the self.
May be, I do not make sense and then again may be I do.
Aptly put in the thoughts ...
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