This blog was started solely to feed one reason. And, that is to tell me how capable in life I was to live. It’s been a journey through and out the cruise in a fiery ocean. Thus, we sail.
The notions on which I stand true to this blog have changed as the times will with the breeze brought upon us by the Northern winds. What does that mean? I don’t know exactly. But, the calming winds and the Northern lights had to be in the paragraph. And, now here’s to Jon Snow!
So, what exactly did I want to achieve to tell that I am capable?
For starters, I wanted to do just about anything other than fight with myself, my girlfriend during then, and the anxiety that comes with the nature of humans. We are the species who believe in doubt. At times, way too much in doubt itself rather than the conclusion after any quest we become a part of. That’s anxiety.
I was way too anxious when I started the blog. Whether I am happy, or sad. Whether I am from Mars, or earth. Whether I really wanted a degree, or just the skills would do. I did not have any answer to replace the alternative option to engineering. But, it turns out to be more than just the uncertainty in choices for a career. I cannot depend on any single field to keep me going. The doubts in choices of my career, at that age could have been just too much for myself. This doubt somehow led to me doubting myself, the relationships and my worth. All I knew was the fact that I liked photography. And, that’s when I started. My first post literally has the title Start.
Fun, not so fun, fact; I did not post a single article for one whole year after the first one. Times were really different during then compared to now. I don’t even remember the semantics of it all even if it happens to be only three years ago. That’s probably the only way I’ll be able to refer to the darkest periods in my life until now. I don’t remember how I put my foot in the wheels of a moving bike. But, I did put it literally on our way back from school when Sudaivee’s dad made sure I was safely back at home. And, that’s how I know that we can’t call every hard period in life as the period of darkness. We only forget to look.
Those times may have been hard enough to make me do the things I’d never imagine a sanely happy person being a part of. But, even during then I had passionately become a friend of creativity.
Even when I couldn’t stop thinking loudly, sleep calmly – I did manage, however, to keep writing. It’s magical what writing can do, or has already done for me. I believe the fruits of any struggling act are not to be found later, but when we struggle. Right there lies the courage to put out the miseries of life onto a piece of paper.
I have more than a hundred documents written and lying in the closet. Stories. Journals. Screenplays. And, just the good old scribbling patterns in a few.
Quick break. Here’s something that gives me goosebumps. I did not know until this part of the article that today is May 21. Exactly three years from the start. Damn. I am such a luck to the lucky life. And, we’ll be having Richard from the show teaching us about coincidence later on the blog. It’s funny, mostly because it’ll be me dreaming The Feynman Show.
So, these documents remain on my cloud, the weak document holder (it’s just plastic, according to me) and even a few are printed.
The goals I had for this blog, as I remember vividly, never really existed. Even today, I don’t have any. I mean, I did feel like having 10,000 hits on the blog would give me the confidence to register myself a domain and start monetizing the site. It did feel like a task so hard that I’d take one whole year to do it. Honestly, it’s never really hard to achieve numbers like that. Because, these numbers hardly tell the audience anything. They may only be a form of feedback in the disguise of reach.
Here we are with only 5,000 hits and I have registered a domain for a dream-community. It’s not even the domain I had in mind for the blog. So, it’s not for the blog. That simple. This blog’s domain will be registered at a time when it feels like a necessity for it to keep going.
Until then, if you have suggestions for a community where artists and people conventionally called as “scientists” can get along. Create and live the dream of art. Become new artists. Enjoy the adventures together. Then, leave your suggestions on the website. It is projected to be up and running within the next month. A subreddit is on it’s way. We’ll be having more fun than ever talking the wonders of art and this gameful life.
There’s rarely a word like gameful. Oh, really?