October 3 Prompt: Breakthrough
This is how I felt about this blog when I started a few months ago. I have no exact words for it. But to illustrate it graphically, this girl resembles it. A child smeared with mesmerizing hues of blues, yellows and magentas too engrossed with its diversity and vibrance. Excited. Hopeful. Euphoric. A five year old kid celebrating her first Holi.
I had an unconscious desire to assemble my thoughts somewhere safe and relaxing. Like a Summerhouse. A Vacation spot. A roughly built cabin for my musings. Unfortunately, I think it has evolved into what looks like a shelter home or a jailhouse of all my negative emotions. I guess most blogs are built that way on purpose. But I don’t want this site to grow in that direction.
I want to raise my thoughts in a happy, playful and kind environment. I don’t want this kid to have a troubled childhood. Not that I plan to repress the unwanted emotions. They are most welcome. It’s an open door policy. But I want it to be forgiving and accepting of its flaws. That’s how it will learn to be kind to itself and confident towards others. I want it to be resilient with failures and rejections because that’s how it will learn to be tough, thick-skinned and open-minded. But not to a point of being ruthless and arrogant. I don’t intend it to be perfect. Like any other parent, I just want this blog to be happy.
Above all things, I want it to be grateful because that’s how it was conceived.
So from here on, I will start to count my innumerable blessings. No matter how small they seem, I know they belong somewhere spectacular. Puzzle pieces of magic that makes up the bigger picture.
A well of wonders and miracles, one delight after another…