After days of ifs and buts I've finally arrived! What should be so difficult in creating a blog? Its so easy new-born babies have blogs (well i dont know if they do but they could!) .... So why did it take me ages of agonised indecision, prevarication and hopeless intertia to actually get here.
Well...firstly there's the name...it has to be exactly right....something you can be proud of....something that will stand the test of time, classic yet hip, something that describes you, you thoughts, your beliefs...and something that will be as attractive to you tomorrow and it was at this very moment when it struck you. Is it just me who has such a terrible time choosing a name? I wonder how parents decide on a name. It must be agony!...now wonder they're given a 9-month head start. Of course some people start picking baby names way earlier..but i digress.
So we need a name. Over the course of my 'wanting to start a blog' (which has prolly been a lot longer than it takes a zygote to say hello world!) I've thought of many many names. I dont remember a single one. Longetivity test - fail! So how did I finally decide on something....well its not really a decision, but more of a resigned acceptance to use the very first vacant position instead of hunting for the seat with the best view. And sometimes, its just meant to be! Just when you thought you mastered one obstacle, another looms ahead...the website name. Should it be the same as the title of your blog? Should it be your name or one of your myriad nicknames/online names/usernames? Should it be some random meaningless jumble of items? Because face it, once you decide it your stuck with it for life....well at least the blog life of this blog which you hope will be long and popular...Anyway...so another name...but having come so far, there is no looking back...so you type a tentative name, hoping..nay praying that at least this will stand the great name test of time, personal description and popularity....only to discover someone's already been there!!!! You feel a bit like Robert Scott....you've braved insurmountable odds, risked your life and that of your team..only to find Amundsen beat ya to the (South) Pole. And if this was not enough, on the way back...you and your four companions die! This is so not fair. Though he did indeed get immortality as the tragic hero in the race for the south pole but its not the same thing you know! Anyway, back to the blog, this time, I took external help, and finally decided to hell with it...just call it something and move on with it....are we there yet?
But wait...there still a template to choose! At this point, a strange kind of calmness settles in. You're no longer bothered by longetivity, relevance and other obscure concepts. A path was committed and the goal is almost in sight....You're in a zone of cushioned numbness....does it really matter if its green, white or beige? left or right aligned? with dots or columns? Does anything matter except for just getting there....is random choice any better than well thought out indecision..... And so with a sereness brought on by abject anxiety, there is nothing to do but breeze through the rest of the choices with swishy clicks here and there....finding grace in mundane bits...losing track of time, universe, meaning....but just committed to the task of moving on. And suddenly, in the cloud of numbness, you have a startling and a slightly anti-climatic revelation....You're there!
Well...firstly there's the name...it has to be exactly right....something you can be proud of....something that will stand the test of time, classic yet hip, something that describes you, you thoughts, your beliefs...and something that will be as attractive to you tomorrow and it was at this very moment when it struck you. Is it just me who has such a terrible time choosing a name? I wonder how parents decide on a name. It must be agony!...now wonder they're given a 9-month head start. Of course some people start picking baby names way earlier..but i digress.
So we need a name. Over the course of my 'wanting to start a blog' (which has prolly been a lot longer than it takes a zygote to say hello world!) I've thought of many many names. I dont remember a single one. Longetivity test - fail! So how did I finally decide on something....well its not really a decision, but more of a resigned acceptance to use the very first vacant position instead of hunting for the seat with the best view. And sometimes, its just meant to be! Just when you thought you mastered one obstacle, another looms ahead...the website name. Should it be the same as the title of your blog? Should it be your name or one of your myriad nicknames/online names/usernames? Should it be some random meaningless jumble of items? Because face it, once you decide it your stuck with it for life....well at least the blog life of this blog which you hope will be long and popular...Anyway...so another name...but having come so far, there is no looking back...so you type a tentative name, hoping..nay praying that at least this will stand the great name test of time, personal description and popularity....only to discover someone's already been there!!!! You feel a bit like Robert Scott....you've braved insurmountable odds, risked your life and that of your team..only to find Amundsen beat ya to the (South) Pole. And if this was not enough, on the way back...you and your four companions die! This is so not fair. Though he did indeed get immortality as the tragic hero in the race for the south pole but its not the same thing you know! Anyway, back to the blog, this time, I took external help, and finally decided to hell with it...just call it something and move on with it....are we there yet?
But wait...there still a template to choose! At this point, a strange kind of calmness settles in. You're no longer bothered by longetivity, relevance and other obscure concepts. A path was committed and the goal is almost in sight....You're in a zone of cushioned numbness....does it really matter if its green, white or beige? left or right aligned? with dots or columns? Does anything matter except for just getting there....is random choice any better than well thought out indecision..... And so with a sereness brought on by abject anxiety, there is nothing to do but breeze through the rest of the choices with swishy clicks here and there....finding grace in mundane bits...losing track of time, universe, meaning....but just committed to the task of moving on. And suddenly, in the cloud of numbness, you have a startling and a slightly anti-climatic revelation....You're there!
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