Most of them, who are my friends here in IIT, can’t understand why someone needs to blog; why I need to blog. Poor creatures!
Those friends who are closer to me, not only don’t understand the need to blog but to top it, go ahead and laugh and make fun of this hobby of mine, on the slightest opportunity. This obviously makes my life a little difficult, if nothing else. These guys will make faces, pass some bullshit comments, and try to convince me that blogging is a total time pass, whenever they can. This attitude becomes quite painful at times. But then, I still blog and I know why I do that.
Why do I blog?
I just LOVE blogging. Yes, the answer is as simple as that. Love is the word!
Blogging isn’t just another hobby to me, but is a source of immense satisfaction to my soul, in this mad place called IIT where all that matters to every focussed guy is CGPA. Blogging takes me to a new world, lets me share my thoughts and opinions with anyone who cares to, and gives to me an opportunity to delve in something, which makes me feel passionate about it.
These guys I have been discussing are not evil or anything like that. I can try to explain why they react the way they do.
Most of them, have never tried blogging. So they have no idea, what kind of a hobby it is. When it’s about painting, or sketching, or playing cricket, everyone knows what the deal is. And the reason is simple. As kids, all of us have tried our hands at these well known hobbies. So we have some clue as to what makes people enjoy these.
So when I make sketches, it is taken in a good spirit but when it comes to blogging, it just appears shit to these dear friends. Not their fault. May be in a couple of years, when the world will realize it’s the hobby of the new century, the logic behind blogging will make some sense to these guys. And then they could appreciate what I do.
Till that time, I have to live with the bitter fact that blogging appears so useless to my buddies. The only good thing is that, I know at least few persons who do take it in good spirit. And this is what keeps me going.