What would explain a month of absence from something so dear to me as this page?
Frankly, nothing.
And yet, I have been away for far too long. A lot has happened in the intervening time, much for the good even, and I still haven't processed all of it. Rather, I don't want to. Which, as is now clear to me, a big part of the reason for not writing. Writing makes you think through, feel through and live through. I guess I was comfortable in just letting things happen and letting them go.
It's not such a bad thing.
However, it can't last too long. This morning, I ran into couple of my IIT profs at the airport. One of them is a jerk, but the other is someone most of us had respected. I got chatting, and he engaged me quickly in a refreshingly intellectual conversation about life, universe and everything that shot off from one of the books I really like - Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse. I found myself articulating some of the things I believed in, and some of the things I now believe in and internally noticing the differences. That's the thing with good conversations - they make you realise parts of yourself that you didn't know existed. And the unprocessed inside you could sometimes shock yourself.
That's when I realised I should write. It keeps a reality check even if I write crap.
Apologies to anyone who cared. I shall be back.
PS I am on a new project, mostly Delhi and some city-hopping. Life at work is making me age quick!
Frankly, nothing.
And yet, I have been away for far too long. A lot has happened in the intervening time, much for the good even, and I still haven't processed all of it. Rather, I don't want to. Which, as is now clear to me, a big part of the reason for not writing. Writing makes you think through, feel through and live through. I guess I was comfortable in just letting things happen and letting them go.
It's not such a bad thing.
However, it can't last too long. This morning, I ran into couple of my IIT profs at the airport. One of them is a jerk, but the other is someone most of us had respected. I got chatting, and he engaged me quickly in a refreshingly intellectual conversation about life, universe and everything that shot off from one of the books I really like - Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse. I found myself articulating some of the things I believed in, and some of the things I now believe in and internally noticing the differences. That's the thing with good conversations - they make you realise parts of yourself that you didn't know existed. And the unprocessed inside you could sometimes shock yourself.
That's when I realised I should write. It keeps a reality check even if I write crap.
Apologies to anyone who cared. I shall be back.
PS I am on a new project, mostly Delhi and some city-hopping. Life at work is making me age quick!
4 comments:
welcome back..should I say?
or should I wait n watch..
Good to see you write again.
yes you should write.
Mumbai shall miss you!! Meet before you leave for months to not being seen! :(
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