I can’t believe it has been 20 years since I wrote and posted my first blog post (even though it was just a quick line).
Dad had been trying to get me to do it for some time before I finally relented and took a blind plunge. He always did see a lot more potential in me than I ever allowed myself to imagine.
For both reading and writing, dad used the same technique of convincing / haranguing / cajoling / tricking / begging me to start until I finally did. And in both cases, I never looked back.
Like all kids, I resisted what my parents tried to get me to do, and in retrospect I realise that the stuff I resisted the most, turned out to be my biggest strengths.
I had always hoped that I would write every day if I could but that never happened. My blog is pretty slim by that respect. Fortunately, more mediums opened up and today I find, I am almost at the level of writing everyday on a variety of things.
I wonder what would happen if I was to compile all the stuff I have ever written into one huge collective. I know one person who has been trying to get me on this path and I have been resisting. Am I doing what I did with dad? What if I am? I have no idea.
All I know is, I love writing and the more I do it, the more pleasure it gives me.
So, as a gift to myself, I will try and revive this blog and see if it works and where it goes..
HAPPY TWENTY TO ME!
PS: Pop.. stop laughing.. :)