Life has been on hold for sometime now.My blog bears testimony to that.My last post was last year.Years changed,months too,but the date of the last post has been the same for almost five months.
Yes,inspirations have had a recessionary trend.But there have been a few upswings.Some big enough for me to have typed up a flurry of words,but I've kept away.Rather,been forced to keep away.There has been a lot of stress and work,let downs and time crunch,brought on by varied affairs of this great plan called life.And I have been making an effort to beat the doldrums.The uncertainty of my situation here isn't helping much.
Crossroads make for great songs.The multiple choice questions it deals you in life are quite cumbersome otherwise.
My blog has never been another social networking site for me.My first blog post clarified that.It doesn't matter whether I have millions of readers.I don't give details of my relationships,I don't carry out character dissection and social homicide of people I don't like and I'm faintly controversial.However it is comforting to know that in spite of that there are some people,and a few (pleasantly surprising) like minded ones,who are regular readers of my irregular posts.The number of followers have doubled since the last time I checked and I am moved.Some, have even been worried regarding my long sabbatical.And although my blog isn't an obligation,I think I owe all of you an explanation.And hence this post.
When you put a caller on hold for too long,chances are that you won't find him waiting when you at last manage to get back.The line goes dead on the other end.
I don't want my blog to die that way.
I don't want it to be a self-indulgent,temporary obsession that fades away into oblivion.
This post,dear reader,is your proof.
