Sometime before seven years, I had a thought to create a blog space. When I don’t even know whether I could write creative content on a regular basis or anything much about writing at all.
The tiny thought was put to back shelf consciously so many times. Yet it floated up top and grew a tiny bit every single time. And at some point it became the constant humming in my mind, when it had nothing immediate to work out.
I would like to say that the name was just random. But it would not justify the number of hours I spent searching and analysing my thoughts and random browsing for the name to pop up from something or somewhere.
It did pop up when I came across chaos theory and I preferred the term butterfly effect to chaos theory. Then it made me realize that whatever I might write, I would like to leave behind a happy feel to the reader and if possible, spread it beyond. And thus the term RIPPLES came to be the name of my blog.
Around the same time, I came across the story of Aadhirai and one glimpse made me realize that’s who I’m going to be.
I started the new journey into blogosphere on a New Year, seven years ago. This seven years I’ve grown from a newbie into much more and I’ve a very long road ahead of me.
I once read that, if you’re friends for seven years of life, you will most probably be friends forever ahead. And people around has proved that it doesn’t take years to become great friends. Just the same wave of thoughts on some level is more than enough rather than years and years of togetherness.
I wanted to create a ripple which would spread beyond my reach to spread positivity and when I look back, I do know that I’ve created few ripples which I’m happy to be part of.
The things for which I was confident led me into translation and editing. But once I started looking, I realised how unqualified I’m on both fronts. And same goes for writing. And thus the non-stop writing of a post a day stopped eventually.
Also, I realised that my content is better when I write just for the sake of writing rather than for any other reason. And when I heard the following story, I stopped bothering about writing at all.
Once, there was a poet and a girl fell in love with him for his thoughts and writings. Eventually they married and were living happily. But his writings ceased and she was constantly asking him to write about/for her. He could not bring himself to write anything worthy at all. Years went by and she was forever disappointed in his lack of poetry, though they were immensely happy in life together. One day she died and it felt his happiness had been taken away from him forever. And that’s when he started writing again.
The lack of absolute happiness paved way for creativity and when living is really that happy, it is true that the need to preserve thoughts vanishes. I can vouch that as I’m that happy now and I couldn’t bother myself to write about it.
I want to share my happiness and spread cheer all around and hence I might come back and visit you all at times and at the same time, never bother to force myself to write.
Hence, this blog is going into conscious hiatus rather than my often repeated, “I’ll try to be more active and write more.”
If you’re here, believe me, you’re one of the reasons I’m really happy today. For those amazing friends, I got around here and for those silent readers… Please do take up a smile and do spread it around…
Keep smiling…
For that’s the curve that can straighten up this universe into happiness! 😊😊😊
Ripples 