Sunday, July 17, 2011

So it goes.

Goodbyes should happen. Like love. Happen before you realize they're happening. Happen in a way you can't help it.  Happen without seeking your permission. 


Goodbyes, like easy death, should be without rehearsals. Because the more you prepare to bid a goodbye, the more you hang around. The more you try and look back, the weaker will be your step forward. The more you struggle to say it, it only means your secret wish is to stay back. 


'It's time this blog goes into dust' - I never wanted to write any such thing on any of my blog. A good friend of mine once did the same. After few usual concerns and pleas about closing his blog, one person had this to say: "If you wanna buzz off, Buzz off. Why the drama?" That always keeps playing on my mind. 


I don't know if stubborn reticence is an offence. I don't know if prolixity is a crime. What I know, for sure, is, if they are, then I could be convicted in both cases. 


To tweak Dorothy Parker's quote a bit, I love writing. Not having written. Writing gives you the solitude. Having written forces you to stand among public. 


The reason this blog would go dumb is, because there's this nagging feeling that it isn't suiting me, not any more. Micro blogging is where I find my love, these days. Also, I'm keen on practicing the economy-of-words. So.. 


So.. So it goes


(Thanks to each one of you for being here. I don't know if I deserved the attention I got, but it made me feel good. May be, having written isn't such a bad phase. So long! )

1 comment:

RG said...

See you on the other side :)