Seeking an identity..
An amorphous entity of which we are always on the lookout for is identity.It defines the relationship between an individual and the world around him .This varies from religion, geography on one side to say coffee-drinking on the other.In reality its a mix of everything in different hues. Every action, intentional, unintentional, creates a breeding ground for identify creation ,which might end up clinging to the individual even without his cognizance.But, in most cases we create our identity.
When I created this blog, was I trying to carve my identity??Perhaps, no.The creator never wanted his blog to have a relationship to the human form that created it.The "I's" and the "Me's" in the blog could have been any "I" and any "Me".Due to certain unforeseen circumstances , this blog does conjure up a vague human form which might resemble me. Though the creators influence is always there, I want this blog to create an identity of its own.The question is how will that happen?? How can the blog detach itself from the idiosyncrasies of its creator. This would happen when the blog matures, clamors for independence forcing the creator to snap the umbilical cord between him and his blog thereby fostering a more mature relationship.
I am currently a witness to that maturity in the relationship. As I peruse through the blog, I see it attaining a form which eggs me on to look beyond my muse. "Why Tirunelveli, why not Madurai??" , it says."I lack variety.You have confined me to your parochial tastes and views. Give me a life. A life ridden with the ironies and vicissitudes of existence", it laments.
Yes.. my dear. Your plea has been heard . Your creator is willing to look beyond. It's not a huge leap, but definitely a way forward.You have grown from an Infant to a child. Your needs have changed and you seek a broader outlook.Madurai!! Hear me Coming!!!

A desire to post...
prompted me to scramble for the cable wire and got me connected to the net. It was only then did i realize that forget posting, it's been a year or so since i have sent a personal mail to anyone. Not that i am going to do anything about that, but it was definitely a sweet realization.A far cry from my college days when i was hooked to the net for most part of my waking hours which was about 11-12.
Time seems to have whizzed past me. Enough water has flowed through the adyar river, birds have come and gone at vedanthangal and koonthankulam, paddy ready for harvest have been rampaged in the southern districts. But there lies by blog, avoiding change, the muse still intact as ever.It has a lazy disposition lent by its creator whereby its seems to be self-content,lonely and yet happy about its existence.In its existence so far, it hasn't lent its arms to anyone except to the creation of its creator's creator.And it intends to retain that lazy demeanor waking up in fits and starts.No pretensions to glory or reform,just enjoy its existence...