The thoughts behind Gooseberry thoughts

I like to think things a lot, sometimes I keep thinking the same thing again and again , my emotions conflict  & I get happy and sad about the same thing at the same time.

I can get nostalgic for no worldly reasons. I am  very imaginative and I love to dwell in the imaginative world I thus create.

I don’t know what  I feel  the most – The delight  for the things I am blessed with or the melancholy about the things I would have gained but lost.. 

Gooseberry is a metaphor, what does one like most about it- the sourness when biting it or the sweetness when drinking water after biting it? Or to bite it again  just to enjoy the sweetness yet one more time ..

Just like that I live in my thoughts, trying to find  myself through my unsettled emotions.

From the moment I have  decided to set my foot in  the steps of blogosphere, I was in a dilemma as to  the  what, how and when? I would like to come clean on these 3 questions before I start to blog further.

1.       The mystery writer behind the screen?
I didn't have any doubts whether to blog or not. I definitely wanted to blog . In fact I was thinking of blogging from 2008 . The question was whether to blog anonymously or not ? I kept on thinking about this and I heard my own voice in my head as if in a Devil Vs Angel word war.

Devil: Look at the rewards for being an anonymous blogger ! I  can open up your mind to any extent. I can scream the truth. I can ,with no regrets ,disdain stuff that I don’t like, I don’t have to worry about the people acquainted/related /friend to me reading my blog and judging me . I don’t have to keep up to the expectation of those who thinks/knows I have a way with literature. It is  fun remaining  as  a mystery behind the screen.
Angel: But why should I hide myself ? This is my individuality. There are like-minds who appreciate the  ‘Me’ in me.
In this battle of Devil Vs Angel that lasted  4 years , the Angel won !

I asked myself  –  Why should I worry about others judging me ? I don’t mind as long as the person who matters to me the most  doesn't judge me.  And  I am hoping he won’t, he is the one person who really understands me inside out. The things I write about are my own personnel take about the matter. And Yes, I may change my take whenever I wish. I cannot please everybody , I will be happy if somebody is pleased by reading my blog and agrees to my view point. At the same time, another person can have a totally different  take on certain aspects.I respect that individuality and so please share your thoughts.

2.       What should I write?
Now that I have opened the doors to this virtual world, and have decided to  explore this different plane of virtual existence, how can  I survive here?What will keep my readers motivated or interested to continue reading my blog?
Well, I am not taking this as a mission at this time,  Though I am hoping there will be
 like-minded people I can befriend here and I look forward to it.

3.       How often should I write?
To be honest , I am not an instant writer- I cannot write about everyday life/stuff or  when life continues to flow through the same path  as usual. Though  I always get lost in thoughts , I can’t put them in to words unless I am struck by an intense wave of emotion or get into  a certain mood. Since one can’t plan such things  I don’ have an answer to this.

Now that the what, how and when are explained, let me go back to the realm of infinite thoughts .. Just like the Pooh Bear sitting there under the Sander’s tree and thinking what to think…

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Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you.”

We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet.
"Even longer." Pooh answered.

Piglet: “Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?”
Pooh :  "You Think of Things, you find sometimes that a Thing which seemed very Thinkish inside you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it.”
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I can't put it better than Pooh , about the myriad thoughts going through my head!!
-R.