musings of mid-life

there was a time, the web was my dwelling. those were the times, when we at telecom R&D really pushing on products which would help make everyone, "always-On" like literally all the effing time...Unified Communication, the industry calls it! Stuff of yesteryears now

when i began this blog (and this baby here has seen avatars like indian mythology at its best!) i did not know anyone in real life, who had a blog and i felt pretty unsure and awesome and then unsure again!! but, i wrote, i wrote because, i subsist on words... i wrote to understand myself and everything around me...  i wrote to satiate that insatiable... and it did wonders... twice i almost killed this space (yeah pretty anti-physics that ways... or anti-daily-physics to be precise) and lost some stuff which i logged here.. my dashboard says 275 posts and i know, i lost some 100 more...!  i read more than i write and i publish way less then i actually end up scribbling. it did wonders, because in those heady affair beginning days, when theres no response to all your muted passion leashed unto your journal and then suddenly you see things happening and that dear diary bit begins to feel like prayers or self-fulfilling prophecy.... i made friends!! some real kick-ass folks, am proud to call friends... the comments rocketed and dwindled, some kept in touch and some were lots in the ebb of chip-time and digital space... but the presence and the support, the undying belief and never-ending encouragement was truly AWESOME!

my functioning controlled  agoraphobia has now transcended to cyber-agoraphobia - so here i am..

now - i have killed my twitter and facebook,  have shut the tumblr and reddit, wiped off the stack overflow and behance - once again, it's this and well instagram - because it still keeps you in a bubble away - space to be in and out the crowd at the same time

love as much as i do, this space here... i look up from my sleek fancy Mac and mind gets caught with the quaint splendour of late afternoon light. things basked in golden tint, the distant hills slowly rolling in the autumn, the skyline and the clear blue sky

Copyright©Neerja Yadav