..it started as a lark..but later, I realised that blogging has its positive points..it soothes as it comforts..like stroking a purring cat..as the words flow it bring with it a sense of appeasement.. releasing pent-up emotions..there is this need to lay bare your soul..and blogging does exactly that..lay bare your very quick..
...it doesn't matter if nobody reads it..it may be lost in oblivion..or it may be read by anonymous readers..perhaps with a smirk..but you don't really care..it is your own private space in cyber world..a mark..a station in cyber land.. where your little idiosyncrasies and your innermost thoughts are revealed to all and sundry..with nary a care..
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This anonymous reader reads, not with a smirk, but rather touched by the humanity that shines through your words.
Salam
..salam anon..and thank you..and you really delved deep into my blog..and I am flattered..and you r always welcomed..:) cheers and take care..
It is the same for me. I write not so much that people read but to get things inside my head, out there. I figure it's my space and I reign supreme. I write what I feel, what I think, what I believe and there it stays for public consumption.
If no one reads or comments, it doesn't really matter. There will be days when no one comments.
I write for me. Not for others. So like you, I just say what I want and then I am satisfied that I'd done it.
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