(2009 – present)
I started this blog in 2009 when I was still in college and had a lot of time to experiment and explore. And explore, I did. It started out as a naive college girl’s online journal talking about internships, project troubles, and random thoughts everyday. Back then, I really didn’t know why I wanted a blog or what to do with it. It was just something new and something that everyone else were trying their hand at. As years went by, I learnt more by blog hopping and the world excited me like nothing else.
Like all new experiences, anything seemed possible in this online world. So I followed the footprints of senior bloggers and tried the good, bad and the ugly – I tried them all. After experimenting with some blog makeovers, writing unnecessary promos, toying with the idea of anonymous blogging, moving across blogging platforms, worrying about readership, vying for blogging awards, I had an epiphany – that none of them matter. This epiphany came fairly quickly but acceptance did not. So I took intermittent breaks trying to understand my relationship with writing and owning a blog.
So after a long evolution, I finally believe I have my heart for writing in the right place. Now, the posts I write at Reflections are just that – my reflections about a variety of things ranging from my opinions, late night poetry, some things that catch my fancy at an instant, and some other things that I want to write about. The older posts are still there showing me a shadow of my own self. On days when I need a good dose of life or sometimes just a good laugh, I revisit posts that I wrote earlier and wonder about who I was. However, the journey turned out to be and still remains a fantastic roller coaster – one that helps me identify myself as I grow through the years.
Since the day I started this blog, blogging has strengthened my writing as the best medium to express myself. Inspired writing, ranting, writing that surprisingly makes sense in many different manifestations over time, writing to clear my thoughts, abstract writing – whatever it was, writing it in this blog has made me feel more confident about expressing myself. I write to make sense of this life, what it means in general and to me, what I delude myself into feeling that I go through, what I actually go through, and such. I just write to make sense of it all. Most times, writing gives me the clarity that nothing else does. And that’s the reason I like writing. I guess that’s also the reason why this blog has stayed up so long even after long, albeit intermittent, periods of inactivity.