According to the standards believed to be in vogue, this was a lousy fortnight. Nothing in particular, but nothing actually happened. We live with hopes and habits of results. There was no result in this fortnight. The weather was struck in limbo. As if the winter got struck in a gridlock. The snowfall in Kashmir seems to have gone in vain. We could feel winter without shivering. May be rain will smooth things up for winter. And finally it rained yesterday, to calm the things down. Numerous queries no final picture. Continuance, postponement and adjournments. The truth is: What is wrong with that? No result is better than a challenging result. But mind loves results. Living can wait. Result, we want, yesterday.
After 7 more drafts in the kitty, just one could make it to the grand finale of meeting the readers. There are many (or perhaps most of) blogging tips I could never follow; i.e. to complete a post in one go. That is impossible. Thoughts are not delivered in Pizza Boxes, completely dressed. Writing a blog post in one go is like taking a bath with one motion of hand. Or may be as one blogger proudly declared that he is defecating in public. It appears that it depends upon the reason for blogging. So why blog?
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