Ah… this is NOT the first blog I’m writing. It is however one I intend to continue (hopefully). I’ve started so many blogs before and forgotten the ids and the passwords involved… oh what a mess!!! But this time… I resolve to keep at it. Its not very easy for me… I’m studying and in hostel. Which means not much access to the net. So I have to wait till I come home… which is around once in 2 weeks…and I’m good at making excuses… so… you can imagine how it is…
Anyway I’m not ashamed to admit that I hadn’t the least idea of what a blog was till the year before the last. Even then it wasn’t very clear. The little birdie who explained to me about blogging was blowing her own trumpet… (or should I say beak ? ) she was telling me about how a website pays her for writing stuff. Naturally, like any poor, perpetually penniless student, I perked up. Paid for writing ? wow, I thought. What I didn’t realise was - she was blowing her trumpet a little too loud… sigh… I wish it was so… :-( what a disappointment!!!
So anyway once I started my first blog (the first of many such endeavours…), I wondered… what the hell do I write about now that I have my own free space on the world wide web ??? It was quite a puzzle. I could write about myself…. Making it's kind of like an online journal… but then… I realised I would have lots of stuff to say that would have a better place in my journal and in its deepest pages at that. Talking about journals, it’s funny! I don’t manage to continue a diary for any long amount of time though I’ve started so many times… they (my diaries) end up as rough books or scribble pads with the personal private pages torn up to save them from sneaky peeking eyes. I’ve been plagued by sneaky, peeking eyes and long, sharp eavesdropping ears all my life…Oh here I am rambling about ears and eyes, when I only wanted to talk about blogging…
So since this is my first real blog (the first real blog which I do intend to continue to write for faithfully and earnestly), how about I try and remember all the firsts in my life…
First day at school - a long long time ago… its been 15 years. Shit. That’s a lot.
First day at boarding school away from my parents- when I was 10 and a half. And I didn’t cry. Not a single bit.
First letter I wrote – to my dad- begging him to take me from ‘the hell that was boarding school’ or so it seemed at that time.
First classic - was forced to read - Oliver Twist
First Sydney Sheldon – The sands of time.
First John Grisham- Time to kill
First Crush- at school in 8th grade. Cute guy. Now friends. Good friends.
First movie in the theatre with my friends – Tomorrow never dies. We giggled and smirked so much I got cramps in the intermission. We used to rent videos before that, of course.
First movie I watched more than twice at the theatre- tamil movie- ANNIYAN – a whopping 5 times !!!! particularly enjoyed the last song.
First decision I took solely on my own and without my parents’ complete approval- to join journalism at MOP Vaishnav. A decision which I sometimes regret.
That’s enough firsts for now. First tooth and first word an all… I really have no clue. I think my first word was ‘kozhi’ which means chicken in mallu. Figures. ( I love chicken !!! )
So anyway… this is a lot more than I intended writing for my first blog this time!!!!
so, till next time. There will be a next time. I swear.
Ciao.
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