Everything happens for a Blog!!!

For an ardent blogger,(be it a casual blogger like me, writing about random everyday happenings, or someone who blogs for a purpose, like Seth Godin, who gives economic-gyan for lesser mortals like us) – life is nothing but a blog waiting to be written.

I have a crazy bus ride, or I take a walk in the rain,or spend New Year’s day in the airport, waiting for a delayed flight- anything happens and the cogs of my brain are working furiously, structuring sentences, with search-engine like crawlers looking up anecdotes and pertinent trivia in remote corners of my brain. The result, most of the time is a blog post. Some other times, laziness wins the battle, and the words are dumped into the vacuum called ‘nothing’.

It’s a good thing, being hooked to blogging- u never get bored!! Your brain’s constantly writing something. Even in the worst of troubles, you are somehow detached, as the words form a cushioning impact. As if you’re seeing stuff that’s happening to you from an outside perspective- kinda philosophical. Funny things are funnier, stupid people crazier, and mundane things interesting.

Hmm.. I wonder if it’ll render me autistic – u kno, inability to react to situations normally – sumthing like that dude in ‘My name is Khan’.. nyways, it’ll be worth the trouble if I start using the money making blogger tool AdSense… Alas, in this case, laziness wins!!!

Bloggers of the world- do you agree with idea put forth in the title of this post??

Stay young!!

I’ve been wondering what was missing from my life. Why was I feeling so listless recently. There was a feeling of lethargy. I had no serious problems, I was happy, I was fine. But there was a vague discomfort.

And today evening, while travelling in a super-crowded bus in the infamous Bangalore traffic, hanging on to a metal rod for dear life, I realized what it was. I was missing being young!!

I’ve been working from home for a long time now. Timely food, limitless sleep, the luxury and comfort of sitting at home, turned me into this creature of comfort. Even the little travel I did take, I made comfort my priority. I grew averse to even a little trouble. And too much of comfort is sickening!! It makes u old. Laziness creeps into your body and soul, and you can never be happy, as you don’t do anything anymore!

Today, after a long time, I resisted. Resisted the urge to do the easy thing. Waited for over 40 mins for a bus, traveled in a super crowded bus, standing halfway through the journey, and halfway sitting on the engine, while people trampled on my feet every 5 mins. And I felt soo young!! I had missed the feeling of being able to tolerate discomfort, missed hanging on to a rod, trying not to lose balance, missed the sudden smile that crept on my face, even in the midst of mayhem, when my favorite song started playing through my ear-phones.

Though my right arm is still sore, I’m thinking of the driver laughing at my attempts to put together a sentence in Kannada; the smile I exchanged with a total stranger standing next to me, when both of us were laughing at a loud-mouth aunty yelling on her phone; and the foul words which came into my head in all 3 languages that I know, whenever someone trampled on my feet. I’m feeling alive!

Bottom line- “kick your comfort zone once in a while, to stay young and be happy”.