I have resisted blogging for a while now. Friends, romans, country men, people standing behind me in the queue at grocery stores, the post man, and a neighbor's dog have all waxed eloquent, at some point or another, on why I should start blogging. The idea of blogging, however, has never quite inspired in me an irresistible urge to jump up and down with pom-poms in my hands and go 'gimme a B!'.
For some reason, I am reminded of how it was when people first started working out in a neighbourhood park, close to my house in Madras.
You notice a couple of bloggers in your neighbourhood for the first time on a foggy friday morning. Freaks!, You tell yourself, wonder what the hell they are upto, pull your jacket tighter around you and walk on. Another day, you see two more of them, and then three and then seven in one day. Ahh, Another fad, you think, This too will die its natural death by the next full moon.
Then you start noticing bloggers by the handful... hanging out, doing stuff together, forming communities. A little voice in your head whispers, Could there be something to this idea?. You casually but carefully evaluate the concept, and come to the brilliant conclusion that its a marketing gimmick... or a communist propaganda... or a conspiracy, depending on which way you swing.
People now start talking to you about how a friend of a friend of some one they know is an active blogger. The air is abuzz with myths of how blogging changes lives. Here a blog, there a blog, and before you know it, everywhere a blog blog. You see people actively blogging, no matter when and where- in the middle of a hot humid Madras afternoon, or at the dead quiet of 3 in the morning.
And then one morning you wake up and realize that your world is filled with active bloggers, dormant bloggers, secret bloggers, lapsed bloggers- at work, at pubs, at the doctors clinic, even among your own friends. This time you know that blogging is here to stay.
There is nothing left for you to do now, but to be a man and slink un-noticed into the bloggers park- bend backward and stretch, roll your head 360 degrees and hear it click at multiple points, rotate your wrists clock wise and anti-clockwise... and start a slow well-paced blog, whistling to yourself like you've done this routine a gazillion times before.
