After several years of contemplation, deep thought, hesitation, and other feelings of that nature, I have finally decided to grace the blogging world with my esteemed presence. Being the timid, little mouse that I used to be, I would attribute my initial hesitation to the lack of any profound and smart thoughts. The very idea that a stranger could read some of my random thoughts and brand me as the “ditz who wrote that abomination", didn’t particularly appeal to me. Unfortunately, that is only a half-truth for the timid side of me was lost to vivacity and extroverted-ness about two years ago. The other 50% can be ascribed to sheer laziness, the will to remain unproductive, and the procrastinator in me. That, in a nutshell, should explain the last five aborted attempts to create a blog amongst other things. Maybe this one will see the light of day or the eyes of a stranger.
Since graduation, about a week ago, I have begun to notice that I have been structured procrastinator all my life. I would spend endless hours at the gym instead of studying for an important test or fritter away time cooking an exotic meal when an important email required my attention. Blogging would fall under one of those escapist exploits—the cause being a deep dislike for packing and moving. Also, with each word, I am nurturing the secret ambition to become the next Arundhati Roy or at least Carrie Bradshaw, someday! Being a girl, I believe I possess a natural flair for drama. Finally, this is an alternative to the several soul-searching drills that I have periodically subjected my friends to. They are probably tired of it now. So here is to freedom of expression—as mundane, over-ambitious, and escapist as the intentions behind it might be.
