I would love to quote Noam Chomsky here: ‘A real lazy guy who wants to learn and wants to take on this world, can do it, if he manages to write something’
All the reading I do right now are not of dickens or Plato, but that of common men and women. I find myself returning to the same dozen or so blogs every day, and at times I wonder if it is interesting. Is it worth dedicating so much time reading some random writings? I have never met these people. They do not even know that I exist. Yet I can tell you their struggles with relationships, careers, art, spirituality, likes, dislikes. Why do all these people, including me blog? To gain some recognition, a niche, a sense of self?
In the past one year, I have started several blogs of my own. They never lasted long, a few days at the longest. My attention turned elsewhere or I simply grew sick of disclosing my thoughts to you on a daily basis. It's hard work returning to the same web page, to read what one wrote a month earlier in a fit of passion or rage. Oh how tempting it is to edit, rewrite or even delete a post that later seems ridiculous.
But the point of a blogs, I suppose, is to track one's development, to look back and see what fools we happened to be a week ago. It’s a great feeling to realize how good we were are pathetic we were. And it’s even nicer to feel good to know how good we were and to laugh at how pathetic we were. It helps a lot of time to make more rational decisions for the days to come.
To me it’s a great feeling to know that I have learned something, or I have acquired something. Being a trainer, at this point of time in my career, I could contradict whatever I trained a year before, which I believed was true and right. There could be three reasons for it:
1) I have learned better things.
2) The concepts have gone stale.
3) I was a sad trainer.
Whatever it is I don’t want to believe that the third option is right.
Coming back to Writings, I’ve realized it’s a wonderful feeling/learning. I could understand myself better if I document my feeling and to go through it again, when I’m totally in a different state of mind. Most of time I learn more about myself. I never believe that I’ve acquired anything from my school academics. The world was my school and I have learnt so many things here and am still waiting to graduate, and hope I never graduate.
This is exactly my state of mind about writing at this point of time, but chances are I will not and in six months we will laugh at a party about how silly blogs are and wonder why we ever thought to dedicate so much time and energy to them.
Well… Then again it’s all about learning... aint it?
2 comments:
Back in the states, I must confess, I always thought the idea of blogging was stupid. Why would I want to read or write about someone's daily life? (how boring!) But, now that I'm doing it, I'm finding it so enjoyable I may even continue when (if?) I return to the states. Besides, then I'll have to so that my Indian friends can keep up with my life there. :)
I guess it is nice to read the life of another person. You definitely learn a lot of things from them and to a certain extent relate to them. In your previous blog you wrote about Jack Welsch...well that was learning u got from his life.
Advising????...am I..??? You are doing great job. Keep Ranting!!!
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