Hello World!

     Wanted a place to just jot down my random thoughts. So, I created this. I've always had deep thoughts on various topics and then end up just forgetting them. I try to recollect to what super awesome thought I had earlier and I completely blank out. I don't have a habit of journalling. And I guess this is my attempt of starting that habit. 

    When I was a kid, my dad always made me write 2-3 page essays on my various topics. Especially during my summer vacations. Mostly make me write about a vacation or trip we had just taken. I hated it. I never understood why I had to do it. I used to eventually just force (and cry) myself to write exactly about what we did during the trip. Write about some details that happened or we did. Add lot of fillers. Just to complete the target my dad set for me. Essentially a very elaborated itinerary. There was no feelings. There was no depth. No soul in it. I wrote for the sake of writing. 

    I guess if I had approached in a different way, I would've taken a liking to it? Like say, maybe write about something I was really interested or fond of at the time. When I was young I thought I would never have any regrets. But as I slowly live, I'm realising that I would've been much clear in my thoughts had I been journaling. 

    That and reading. I've tried. I've tried a lot. Just never got myself into reading. There were only 2 authors who really struck a chord with me when I was young. Roald Dahl and Dan Brown. Their books were the only books I had been hooked on to like how I'm hooked to my phone these days. I really miss those days, when I'd be reading a book and fully engrossed, painting a picture in my head of the story I was reading. Initially when I used to read Roald Dahl, the illustrations would really help me in creating that picture. Not that he needed it but for a non-creative person like me it really helped me initially. I really used to enjoy how he would set the scene as he would tell his story. Both authors did that very well. It's like you are walking into a blank canvas and it keeps getting filled as you keep walking (or reading in this case). Dan Brown novels with Tom Hanks, I mean, Robert Langley (lol) were a thrill to read.

    I've never felt that since. I went from fiction, to academic books, to self help books. Searching for that excitement that I had felt earlier. Its been more than 10 years. I still miss it. I'm still hopeful. Maybe I have a very specific taste. Maybe I was in a different space then. Or maybe I've grown up ... Age shouldn't matter in this but turning 30 just makes you paranoid at times.

    Let's begin with writing. Will I continue to write more often. I'm not too sure. Atleast I've given it a start. Lets see.