I found a subject

Start, it's the most difficult thing to do & yet the easiest. It's easy because if it wasn't, I would not have written this. Yet if it was, this post would have been a good one. It happens sometimes that I want to write & don't know what to & how to write. I had decided that I would start blogging. Of course like most other things, I am not the 1st person among those, who I know, already do this. Simply put, this is yet another thing that I felt the urge to do myself because many other people do this. Blogging is like a common man's hobby for me, something that's never immortal, something whose oblivion can always be defended as lack of time. In fact I have had most of my hobbies turn up this way, wherein I am very upbeat about their start & don't realise how they fade away. This number of hobbies is so large that I can safely claim "Making a start" as my hobby & in its defense present a list of things that I have just started & left. So no surprises if I never appear on this site ever again.

I have been thinking the whole evening on where to start. No prizes for guessing that this one has no subject whatsoever. I kept wondering about the field that I could use for this. Thought about writing on cricket, the thing which I believe I surely can write about. But then it also needs a start & there was a dilemma about the event in cricket that I could have a go at. With India pretty much in their shell, the Pakistan fixture not yet fixed, the ashes a long way away & England already returning from South Africa, we only had the pitch-diggers on cricket field & I did not really want to write about them. So cricket could not become the subject of my 1st blog. A 9.30 to 11 (believe it or not, but the 1st figure is am & the 2nd is pm) schedule (including stuffs like blogging) isn't really allowing me to follow the other sport events like the europian soccer leagues or our very own national sports' PHL. My post on them would definitely have been out of date & that's why they could not serve my purpose.

Then I thought about events that I recently attended. I desperately started recollecting what I recently did & hence came a thought about the "Sawai Gandharva Mahotsav". But then most people from Pune are regualars to this & won't find my event reporting capabilities very informative. Writing about social issues has never been my field & I right now have had enough of my software profession to let it peep into this place as well (this is an excuse for my inability to write some real intelligent stuff about softwares, including code).

So as the evening turned into night, the options for the subject went on becoming thin. I finally decided to just write, albeit without a subject. But dilemma is something that always accompanies me. And the apprehension of a start, something that makes it the most difficult thing alongwith being the easiest, quickly came to the fore. I can compare this feeling with the one that I got while writing my 1st check-in mail where I was never sure about any line of code that I had checked in or for that matter, the spelling of any word that was written in the mail. I hate options, they bring a dilemma with them. So choosing a template for the blog was the step that I least enjoyed. I unnecessarily kept feeling that the color of the template that I would choose, would reflect something about my liking, as if somebody was really interested in knowing what I like. I got over that using a random algorithm (which randomly makes a choice) before I encountered another step of choice. This time I had to choose a signature and a URL name. It seemed to dislike all my choices like "wow" and "ow" and "owow". So I had to be very very creative and find something like o@w spelled as oatw. After making it to this point, as always, I got caught in a loop wherein I have already checked a few times if I have mis-spelled anything and not finished yet.

And as I read it one last time, I realised that I probably have a subject for this post hidden somewhere there. I could have written something better if I had known at the beginning that I was going to write about how I started blogging, but then hindsight is a perfect science and life isn't (this sentence has come due to an old greed of getting that extra mark for the essay). Now it's already 11.30 in the night and I have to travel another 9 km before I reach my room. So moral of the story is - be clear about what you want to write. This is a bug that I have to fix in my next releases.