And, just like that, without my realising, my blog quietly turned 3 yesterday! When I saw the notification from WordPress, I admit I was a bit surprised but thank God for that. I couldn’t have let the day go by, without acknowledging what Soul Talk and its’ readers have meant to me all this time.
Since the day I registered on WordPress and came up with my very first blogpost, which was a travel story on Chittorgarh, a lot has happened in life, and the first thoughts that come to mind are those of gratitude – to my family, my blogger friends, my readers and everyone else who has been around to cheer me on to keep writing and generously showering me with so much love and appreciation.
To each of you, my heartfelt thanks and gratitude! I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you all, fighting my inner demons at every step of the way through the trying times I’ve been through, over these three years, nearly giving up on writing and blogging. It is a marvel how much a kind word or an appreciation from a reader has gone in helping me pick myself up from the slump every time I’ve been knocked out, (which I admit, has been far too many for my liking)and yet, I’ve survived and come back to opening my heart out before you all through my posts, all over again.
Over the last three years, my blog, Soul Talk has become an inseparable part of my being, a creative outlet to my inner world of thoughts, dreams, memories and rants. But, even more than, it has become like a dear friend to me whose company I cherish, whose presence fills me up with joy and something I dearly look forward to spending my time with, over a hot cup of tea every day!
Writing for Soul Talk has helped me heal and get past many a hurt. It has also helped me survive hospital stays and bitter arguments and get over depressive thoughts. It has helped me connect with the poet and the philosopher in me who were both about to die a silent death. It has been nothing short of therapeutic to have poured myself, sometimes all of it into the paper or the screen and let it bleed!
To the veterans of blogging it might seem like baby steps, but, three years back, I was led by the belief that the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
And, so, in all humility, let me admit, I owe it to you all, my dear readers, my coming this far, and continuing to write, with you by my side, a bond which I hope we’ll continue to share in the years to come. I leave you with a few favourite lines from a poet that I admire very dearly.
“Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
–W. B. Yeats in ‘The Cloths Of Heaven’.
(Linking this with #MondayMusings hosted by Corinne.)
