The eloquence of spontaneity

And yet again, it has been more than a year since I last paid any attention to these pages.

On one hand, all this time has passed in what has seemed to just be the blink of an eye. On the other, as soon as I even begin to skim the depths of grey matter inside my head, the constant stream of events and experiences that have transformed me essentially a full circle into the same state that I was in when I last wrote here come to the fore. This full circle, however, is not the topic at hand today.

In that constant stream of experiences of the fourteen months past, there have been many worthy of more than a significant mention here. But blog-posts have been none. Nada. Zilch. Is it because I am extremely lazy? Partially! But much more than that, it is because I am not the kind to bust out spontaneous eloquent posts.

When I had first started this blog, I was this twenty-one year old, immature geeky kid, who upon discovering a bandwagon that seemed to be tailor-made for his kind, jumped upon it with more zest than Don Quixote charging his windmills! Back in those days, and for a fair length of time since, I wrote about anything and everything.

But over the almost seven years that have elapsed since I first started, I think something has changed. Not much of me (I am still that immature, geeky kid, and have discovered a few more tailor-made bandwagons), but certainly what I wanted from this blog. I just didn't want it to be another place where I ranted on and on and on about some minor things. All around the interwebs, I saw these exquisitely eloquent pieces of writing, and wished to incorporate that in this place, just as a solemn attempt to improve, or at the very least, maintain the level of grasp on the language that I have been using as my primary one for a while now.

Now, as stated above, I am no creative genius capable of spontaneous eloquence, which my own self had demanded as a requisite for posts and as a result, this blog started to suffer. So much so that the only post in almost three years is a desperate rant penned in despair.

But I guess it is now high time to make a few changes. If I cannot be spontaneously eloquent, I can at-least try out the eloquence of spontaneity, and thereby, keep these pages alive with posts that matter, even if they are not of the literary standards that I had hoped to be able to achieve.

And in the process, maybe, just maybe, change myself for the better as well!