Writing has always fascinated me in life, to the point that even at times i have put my relationships at stake.Writing has made me traverse beyond boundaries within myself, made me explore the darker side of human relationships. Writing has been more than just an accumulation of thoughts, more than the representation of the textual language through the signs, symbols and alphabets.
But wait a second, why the hell am i talking about writing on my comeback post? I am sure some of you are eager to have all the explanations of why i left blogging and why this sudden change of mind in start writing again. ok ok, alright. Before you start hitting your monitors, let me get straight into the act..... or wait, what's the hurry?... let's test your patience a bit....
So let's rewind in past, and see what have changed in my life in these last 4 months....Well for starters, my hot Canadian flatmate left in Jan after completing her exchange program (Alas! wish she exchanged atleast a ring with me :P). I am 14 subjects old in my MBA and starting with my finance electives in the coming semester. I became mamu of the most adorable niece on 10 Dec which incidentally coincided with my sister's 4th wedding anniversary. I got sloshed and almost beaten up by cops on the new year's eve and worse -I am still single and ready to mingle.
But all this quotidian activities didn't took the focus away from my writing. You see, it was always difficult for me to get noticed with my writings anywhere, and more so in this blogging world. I constantly wrote on one topic, gave monotonously long stories and ranting sessions, never wrote on the walls of any lounge, never paid heed to any sucking advertisers, never wrote or invited guest posts on the blog or worse - i was not even a female with a hot display profile pic who can grab attention without any fuss.
Hence, writing became an obsession for a person who wanted to get away with the crappy machinations associated with this space. Writing about relationships became a passion for a person always been accused of being either too mature or too kiddish in his thoughts.Writing became a burning desire for a guy who can't really write a simple straight love story, forget anything else. Or worse - writing took such momentous proportions that you will be now bombarded with not just blog posts, but more of my writings in another form.
Yes, after months of continuous keyboard tapping, after going through enormously draining brainstorming sessions to knuckle up my small brain cells, after undergoing catastrophic time at editing and rewriting, I am all ready with my first book - a fictional novel !!