It’s been more than a week since I’ve written anything (it has been longer sometimes, here on the blog :D, but this time, it’s different). Other than notes on the blackboard, notes in my books, notes while doing papers, and I’ve been wanting to write. Write what? It’s funny how when one explains that to someone. I’m dying to write, you get a look. You know, don’t you? Some roll their eyes. Or you get squiggled eyebrows. You do. Honest. 😀
It’s worse still when they ask you the what. And then, sometimes, like I am usually, I’m stumped. Because I want to write, but am not sure about the what. There is something that wants me to, but refuses to show itself. And so here I am, because I have to.
Perhaps it’s just self aggrandizement. Perhaps it’s letting that inner dragon have its moment, so that it will let me be. Most times, it’s just the writing. Even if it is something insensible. Even if takes a long time, and a lengthy piece of writing to write that ‘nothing’. It’s cathartic as well. 😀
Mark Twain, Blaise Pascal (I just discovered when a King Kumpz, on FB shared a similar quote attributing it to Pascal from this link) when he writes, I didn’t have time to write a short letter, so I wrote a long one. 😛
Yup. That is how absolutely bonkers I am. And more so, it is rather inspired too. When I finally made myself put aside all those test papers and question papers, and allowed me to simple wallow in words, I came across this link (click here), shared on FB, by Monika Manchanda. It’s hugely entertaining, with a huge dollop of truth. Please note, as this is a blog read by family, friends and *heaven help!!! :D* some stray students of mine, I must refrain from using the *f* word, of which there is an absolute overdose on that page by Matt Haig. I have not read his books, but something there tells me I most certainly shall enjoy it 😀 The humour and the sarcasm are delicious there 😀
I had to. So I did. And that, sometimes, is the best way. Raw, unpolished, and nonsensical. I’m too nerdy a grammarian sometimes, that it’s such a relief to have something here that beats all of that. Like, literally.
It’s time. My papers beckon. I cannot stray too far from them, lest they cause grave danger to my digestion. No, I’m not going to eat them. But they’ll sure make sure I eat the promises I’ve made, regarding those papers. And that, my dear readers, is no good. 😀
Uh. Errrm. Well. That’s it, then.
At least, I got a few out. Even if it’s less than 450 😛
26 June, 2013
Pic courtesy Google Images, for Sarcasm 😛 😛
Edited, 0045 hrs, 27 June, 2013, to correct information on Blaise Pascal’s quote