Writing has been an essential part of my life. It started with the English alphabets that my mom, who was my first English teacher as well, taught me making me sit on the kitchen slab next to her. My interest in writing increased when I started writing to my father who was on an international assignment for a decade (link here). Journal writing was another of my favourite hobbies since childhood. Anything that strikes a chord was meant to be in my diary.
Later on, the programming codes and syntaxes almost ate away whatever little of writing was left in me. Once I started working, my writing was restricted to inter-office memorandums and personalized letters to the clients and customers. Of course, there were a few who observed my flare for writing even then, but it just didn’t move ahead.
And that’s when naughty Cupid strikes.
Our journey of ‘Yes‘ and ‘No‘, ‘It’s possible‘ and ‘It’s impossible‘ started with half a page emails to 3-4 pages emails that he wrote at midnight and I responded during the course of the day. We owe a big thank you to Kahn and Cerf who invented the Internet and to Ajit Balakrishnan, founder and CEO of Rediff.com. Without the internet and Rediffmail, this relationship wouldn’t have worked. Since physical dating was not possible, we ended up with this online dating and thus improving our writing, debating and argumentation skills. Unfortunately, both of us lost access to those accounts. If we had them we could have published a book, How to Patao an Inconvincible Girl. That’s what the man says. Wonder why he still believes that he has pataoed me. Well, I just gave in out of sympathy. 😛
Post marriage and kids, there was hardly any time left for myself and I got into the regular grind for life and the words from my soul went on a hibernation mode.
Two years ago when I was designing the matter for the invitation card for the Shastiapthapoorthi (60th birthday) celebrations of a friend’s father, I noticed how some beautiful words were dying to get out of me. Cupid struck again. Dew Drops took birth and I started pouring out to my heart’s content.
A personal space it was and it is. Much closer to my heart. I started writing for my passion of writing and not to attract readers. I have even written the most stupidest of rants. But yes, over a period of time I have gained a fairly good readership and it feels really good. I have never stuck to a particular genre or topic and have been writing on anything and just about anything that comes straight from my heart. Like everyone I enjoy watching the traffic to my blog boom, but that will never be my priority. My priority will always be my wish to write, my will to write and my love to write. Everything else will follow. Nothing and nothing can make me change my perceptions on this.
I write because I love to write. Period.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~This post is part of the WordPress Daily Prompts : 365 Writing Prompts program where the aim is to post at least once a day based on the prompts that they have provided. Today’s prompt is, “Personal Space: To what extent is your blog a place for your own self-expression and creativity vs. a site designed to attract readers? How do you balance that? If sticking to certain topics and types of posts meant your readership would triple, would you do it?“ The author Rekha Dhyani is one of the contributors to the We Post Daily and blogs regularly at Dew Drops. She also shares her lucky clicks at The Crystal Trance.