Of insipid blogs and mushroom chutneys..

Have you ever had mushroom chutney? Man! Even the thought revolts me. Colorless. Tasteless. Smelless. Saltless. I would not want to be blender even!!!

Sometimes. Just a tiny few times. I feel if it is worth anything at all. Blogging. Getting your thoughts out. Having people respond to your innermost feelings and doubts. Sometimes to reassure you and little nudge on forward and others to be inspired others to be angry with.

Insipid thoughts. Nothing worth writing about. Yet the urge to write. More than anything else. Nothing to talk: Yadda, yadda, yadda. But that’s life isn’t it?

On the other hand, blogs become so much about you that you talk about yourself day in and day out and forget about what it means to others. I do no think anyone would want to hear me talking about myself for 15 posts in a row. Nope. (If that's what my last 15 posts have been about: in a word: shucks!!)

Blogging is a commitment. Towards better writing, thought provoking articles. Articles that stand out and say, “This is my take on this.” And do it in short, concise, crisp,..adjectives, adjectives and more.. Maybe personal too. “This is mine. What about you?”

Or that is what I think about blogging though I have never myself followed the rules. But when I really read posts as colorful as yesterday’s mushroom chutney. Even when they are mine. I really go f***!!! Is it something I want to see published? Under my name? I have deleted 100s of posts that I wrote because I felt what I had written was sheer nonsense. Maybe this one’s going to go too.

But what angers me more is when I see a comment that eulogizes the above instead of trashing it. It is like the Heavens have opened and flowers come raining out. Deva Kannikas standing and singing.

There have been people who regularly have blogs that nobody can comment on. That’s their view, opinion or personal whim that nothing can’t change. I wish people would have one for stupid blogs too. I am going to do that from now on. Nobody can comment on what I think stupid. It was written because I was, at a crazy mood, strong enough to publish it.

Man!!!! The trouble with me when I wrote this post was:
a) I was under the influence of a stupid post which was commented as being next to PGW’s Wooster.
b) I have not had anything worthwhile to read for the past couple of months and I am going freaking mad and becoming an illiterate
c) I cannot because of the above reason find anything worthwhile to write.

But I cannot keep from writing because I just had a free moment at work. Oh Man! It is a vicious circle.

Comment section: Reserved for people who can suggest me something worthwhile to read and where I can find it(Read as: How can I lay my hands on it!!!!)