I don’t remember when I first heard this word, BLOG. But the expression of it was of a “difficult and a high-figh thing.”
Funny as it might seem, but I always wanted to have a blog of my own. I was so curious of what it really is. It was the name that attracted me. Blog
In December 2010, I was watching a movie in which one friend who was a photographer had a blog and his other friend tells him that he visits his blog frequently. From that I picked up a gist that BLOG is for professionals only. Though I still wanted to know what it really is, how to make it, what is it for ...
A couple of months ago, I was listening to my favorite radio presenter, when I heard him telling a caller that she could start a blog where she could share her talent. He also suggested her to look for tips on Google. Tadaa! I did exactly the same. First I googled the term ‘blog’, then I entered other keywords. Like, ‘why make a blog?’ then ‘how to make a blog’. I went on following the instructions.
Of course, first I was fearful, nervous; for what if people didn’t appreciate it? What if I make mistakes? But then, the voice of my insight –who speaks when I least expect its help- scolded me, nobody is gonna eat you up if you make a mistake. I needed that, because I was convinced, completely. And determined – for the first time – to do it.
I wanted to express myself, a loud, publicly.
Share what I have to say, share what I think, share what’s happening with me. So that one day when I would be no more, the world will know that I existed.
For this reason, I put aside my silly fear ignored my grammar troubles and went on. Nobody is gonna eat you up- I kept telling myself.
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Thanks to a friend who guided me and also appreciated <3
It’s been two months since I’m blogging; and guess, I’m already addicted to it.
It feels good, letting things to come out and expressing yourself.
Blogging has made me able to concentrate; now I keep my eyes open and mind attentive. My habit of thinking about things hard has increased. My feelings have become even stronger. When ever now I am sad, happy, worried – I prefer writing. Or whenever I get any falsafiyaana thought I right it up; make a rough draft of it.
Writing a blog has also brought my mind in working. Like a friend said, Use it before it get rusted – Haha.
(Wish it had helped me with my laziness as well =D)
I learned that sometimes, we really should put aside our fears and take the initiative.
Doing something and making a mistake, AND not doing something because of the fear of making a mistake – both are the same things. Then why not do it? =)
