Looking back...

Today, something triggered a memory of this blog. I had even forgotten that I had a blog. Life had taken over. 

It was interesting to go through the posts, both published and unfinished drafts, almost like meeting someone for the first time. I wish I could put my arms around her, and comfort her, and tell her there's no need to be so anxious. Life unfolds itself. And change is inevitable. But I'm proud of the way I've held on.

It was a huge rush of nostalgia. My love for Hyderabad, my love for nature, my good old friends, and some comments from some of them. It was sooo good to read them. I felt like an archaeologist who chanced upon an ancient treasure. Only difference is, here it was my brain and memories I was dusting and clearing up. These memories are indeed treasures that had gone beneath the sands of time, and it feels great to gather them back. 

Writing is another part that had been lost in time, due to life and other priorities taking over. I want to get back to writing, not for any purpose, not to prove anything. I remember, it always used to make me feel good, and I think it's an integral part of who I am. I've taken an effort to start reading, and hope to start writing too. Let me re-connect with my true self.