Give a damn someone...

It's been five years since I have been writing. And I have been getting better by the day. One of the abilities that I have been especially proud of has been my ability to rhyme. I might not be as good as Eminem but I am still better than most of the others. And my verses however silly have been able to bring a smile to the lips of people I have written them for.

I recently decided to put up  my verses online where not just the incumbents but everyone would be able to enjoy them. And surprise! No one seems to be interested. It takes more effort than writing about a recipe, writing a peom. With all the rhymes, working together to bring meaning to the fore, the abstract materializing into emotions and feelings, the real essence of poetry emerges from the corners of the words.

How I nearly lost:

I started this blog as a reflection of me, my thoughts, my hopes and everything about being Vinayak Gole. But somehow, somewhere in the middle, I woke up. This was not what I meant to do!!! My blog and my words were meant to reflect my thoughts and not popular thought. But in this mad rush to win page views, I had nearly sold out.

But yesterday, I realized, that I was meant to be me and not anyone else. And a verbal dual with my superior by rank played catalyst. I realized during that tussle of egos that I would not bend, not just to please any one. As long as I was right and held on to my values, I would stand for what I am. So, if that was the case, why chase page views? Let me chase my thoughts, my hope and my fears.