A decade it has been
Once upon a time, I blogged. Blogged passionately, blogged immaturely about people and politics, blogged about matters relevant and irrelevant, blogged about everything under the sun. Blogged to the appreciation of a select few readers, but blogged without a care, without any expectations!
And then I stopped blogging. It happened almost suddenly. Though I cannot pinpoint a reliable cause for the same, this stoppage of me blogging did coincide with a life-changing event of sorts - my marriage, no less!
No, my worse half never put any barriers in the path of an ardent blogger. It was just the opposite! Have never found a more appreciative non-reader of my write-ups than my husband! Ah, but that's neither here nor there.
It is just that the ardent blogger began to get less and less time for her blogging - nay - thinking sufficiently about matters so as to blog about them.
Prior to my marriage I was a researcher in ecology, meandering aimlessly through my PhD, not bothering that an Agatha Christie novel read between experiments or a Chandrakanta translated bit-by-bit between field visits was a 'bhaste of time.'
Post my marriage, I did come under pressure to finish my research work fast, so as to be able to move to my husband's town. Which meant all the little grey cells concentrating on a big fat thesis. Once that actionable was ticked, there loomed on my horizon the responsibility of my first job, my bit in earning our daily bread. That meant even less time for thinking and blogging.
And then the real deal happened with not one but two kids! A couple of angels with their dripping nappies and leaky milk bottles. Never had the laptop, that partner in crime throughout all of my blogging, felt more threatened - its very decided space on my lap was now occupied by more legitimate squatters.
How time flies! In the last few years, the exacting job of mine has been replaced by a slightly more relaxed option of running my own show. And the two who were scrambling atop my lap have gone on to possessing their own notebooks! A decade it has been!
So back to the blog? New beginnings? New thoughts? Why not!
And then I stopped blogging. It happened almost suddenly. Though I cannot pinpoint a reliable cause for the same, this stoppage of me blogging did coincide with a life-changing event of sorts - my marriage, no less!
No, my worse half never put any barriers in the path of an ardent blogger. It was just the opposite! Have never found a more appreciative non-reader of my write-ups than my husband! Ah, but that's neither here nor there.
It is just that the ardent blogger began to get less and less time for her blogging - nay - thinking sufficiently about matters so as to blog about them.
Prior to my marriage I was a researcher in ecology, meandering aimlessly through my PhD, not bothering that an Agatha Christie novel read between experiments or a Chandrakanta translated bit-by-bit between field visits was a 'bhaste of time.'
Post my marriage, I did come under pressure to finish my research work fast, so as to be able to move to my husband's town. Which meant all the little grey cells concentrating on a big fat thesis. Once that actionable was ticked, there loomed on my horizon the responsibility of my first job, my bit in earning our daily bread. That meant even less time for thinking and blogging.
And then the real deal happened with not one but two kids! A couple of angels with their dripping nappies and leaky milk bottles. Never had the laptop, that partner in crime throughout all of my blogging, felt more threatened - its very decided space on my lap was now occupied by more legitimate squatters.
How time flies! In the last few years, the exacting job of mine has been replaced by a slightly more relaxed option of running my own show. And the two who were scrambling atop my lap have gone on to possessing their own notebooks! A decade it has been!
So back to the blog? New beginnings? New thoughts? Why not!
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