sunrays between the clouds at redondo beach

diwali

  

oasis in the sky midst palm trees

I am new to the world of blogging. I like blogging per se... but now I really dont know if I can write and write and write. A thought that suddenly springs out of nowhere, a funny quote, an amusing anecdote or a tragic story or soul searching moment that is waiting to be put in ink. Mostly I read blogs and am ooh aaahhing the whole moment, and seeing what I feel, sense in print n am wondering I should have done it. But there is a catch here, everytime I start, I panic. What do I blog about, is it worth it or am I the only one writing about why there is an extra button in any shirt and why we never use them. I can get that far but truly speaking most people who read blogs and write them want a personal touch in that piece of writing, and we are gleefuly waiting to see if that feeling, experience which they wanted or longing for is in that piece of writing. I guess I want to see that bit in every blog, a connection that bring a smile, a let a tear or swell my heart or question my brain.
Earlier I blogged about bigger issues like world peace and things that matters.. but now I realised it is not about world peace.. just as charity begins at home.. we all want to be at peace within ourselves and it is pretty much like getting the nobel prize. So far so good. So to all you bloggers and everyone who wants to blog get it going because it is a moment we all want to register and it is better to get it done immediately. I hope to get going at blogging, unlike all my other school projects which are still rotting for lack of completion.
While I am still at it , I want to know the real meaning of blah, blah.... any one can offer their explanation...

super lazy time of the year ----- the pier at the beach

Right now so many things are going on in my mind, if I were to put in words, I would probably run out of alphabets. But as usual I am not the one to take the baton and begin the marathon. I am kind of lazy per se, but this time laziness and all its adverbs have caught upon me. This has been a hurdle all my life, but now looks like I have been beaten by it. I have raced laziness so many times, but now am seriously no mood to beat it. I am risking a chance to see what is the worse that can happen if I am lazy. I have seen hordes of people do nothing all their lives and nothing has ever happened to them I mean in a wrong or bad sort of way. If there are not many posts coming up in this blogspot means I am being captured by the laziness infection syndrome and will probably never recover in time. If this post is almost to the length of super slim model's bikini then everyone can probably guess the kind of flu I have.