A Catharsis called Creation

Sorry.

I start with being short and succinct. Because very soon you’ll be wishing I was...

Some of you - my subscribers, my regular visitors – must have noticed that I had suddenly gone ‘off air’. A string of regular posts... and then, Kaput!

Some of you must have reached the conclusion that the ‘Happy Gene’ was finally taking effect and I had drifted off to La-La Land! Well, nothing could be further from the truth.

Frankly, I was as puzzled as you were.

All I could see was that a fountain had dried up somewhere within me and I couldn’t tolerate the thought of writing or even the sight of the keyboard! I’d sit for hours in front of the computer... and do anything but write.

Well, in today’s world there’s no dearth of things to do. So I decided to play the Regular Joe.

Went to office.
Chatted with friends.
Ate and drank.
Watched movies.
Listened to music.
Read books.
Surfed the Net.
Tried every ol’ trick in the book...

I was pretending to be happy.
I was a miserable dork.

The world was blue and black and grey. My ‘Happy Gene’ had deserted me. Things couldn’t get any worse...

And then it happened! A dam broke somewhere deep inside. And the words started gushing out. My hands played gleefully on the keyboard and the words started pouring helter-skelter. I rambled on like an idiot... And the world was all right again!

It was a wise man who said that the pen is mightier that the sword. These words are powerful. They seem to have a mind of their own. So when they rush out, they write themselves. I am just a typist. Fiercely ‘free’ they are too! Keep them bottled up and they’ll make sure you don’t have a moment’s peace. Let them breathe the fresh air and they’ll light up your life!

So finally...
To those who were wondering where I had gone.
And to those who had heaved a sigh of relief.

I’m back.

Sorry.