In a world full of writers and thinkers, you cannot help but wonder why you want to include yourself in this sphere. I wonder. I ask myself day in day out why the hell I want to blog all the time. Why the hell I am obsessed with writing a blog each and every time. A friend whom I can call a prolific writer once pulled down his blog. Why? He felt that he wanted to engage with people more personally and on a more mainstream media. I still don't get it. But who am I to judge?
Here is a place where I can comfortably put down my thoughts and they can be in the blogosphere for eternity if I may say. Here is a place where I can have my thoughts and dreams and rants and raves about everything and anything that comes my way and ensure that the message gets across to all without trampling all over people's feet. Here is a place where I can blast people I want to blast. Here is a place I can make my noise and no one will ostracize me for anything.
Sometimes I wonder at myself as to whether I can continue. I have so many things I want to do. And for sure this is one of them. But I guess I should just continue. Just continue blogging. Continue writing. Continue trying to make my mark. No matter how small the mark may seem, maybe someday it will be big. Maybe someday someone prominent somewhere will read this and say “hmm...this is good!”. Maybe, just maybe.
So there goes me. And my rant for the day. So I guess it was boring. Or maybe not. Hey, thats me. Thats just the way I am. Period!
