A post I know I will want to read again
Nope, am not writing.
Just linking
this post from Whirwings, coz I dunno where else to store the link..am sure I would wanna read this again, some other time.
Posted by Silent Eloquence at 11/28/2005 10:34:00 PM
And this is my praline
Writing was definitely not part of the plans. I was merely playing around with templates. Sometimes, when I am running a high fever and should be safely in bed, pure inertia keeps me at my chair - I have an urge to do absolutely useless things. Like now. I am typing in my notepad a blog entry when I dont have a live blog anymore. Just about an hour back, I was playing around with templates - what better time to experiment with templates than when you have killed the blog and couldn't care less if all your old posts were deleted by accident. Questions such as why do you need a new template when your blog is dead or how about the high fever don't earn you any brownie points.
So, back to my story. I played around with templates. Deleted all my posts from a blog which has been dead for a very long time. I came across a template that I loved. No more playing around, coz I didn't wanna lose it.
So I moved to typing. Relentlessly, aimlessly and with a singular determination to ignore my running nose and aching head. Now I have a post, a new blog template and a budding urge to post it.
Well, I could have fought off that urge, if it were not for the fact that I had decided, when I wasn't so delirious with fever, that there would be no more blogging for me. No more laying open my life publicly for all to see. Not that I don't love you guys. (Even though, given the number of times I have moved my blog around, you might be forgiven for thinking that I am running away from anyone who might even remotely consider reading my blog regularly. Rest assured, such is not the case. For every move, there was always a reason. Or you could say, it was plain lack of foresight, mainly because I never took blogging seriously enough to think ahead). In any case, back to what I was saying (if you have read my blogs before, you would know I love to digress. With fever, it just gets worse. Trust me, its not a ploy to test how far you can read without losing the main plot.) Anyways, enough of digressions, whether they are about digressions or not.
As I was saying, I could have fought off that urge, if it were not for the fact that I had decided that I would blog no more. Suddenly, the urge to post the half written note becomes an obsession. Almost like that of a little boy who wants to eat the chocolate which his mother has told him not to. He can almost feel the warmth of the melting chocolate in his mouth. The mushiness of the half-chewed praline. The ecstasy of the cocoa flavour. The soft crack as he reaches the coveted almond, secretly hidden under the thick dark layers. Its hard to see the light when there is brown all around. The forbidden fruit. The denied pleasures. The guilt of a sin about to be committed.
And so, my dear readers, on a delirious feverish night, silent eloquence is back in action! Is it a one-night stand I will forget the next morning or is it an adultery that I will keep as a secret forever ? - we'll know tomorrow when the sun shines and my brain shall once again regain control over my fingers. Till then, tot ziens! and let me get to bed, with my chocolate stained face and the lingering taste of my very own praline, with an almond at its heart.
Posted by Silent Eloquence at 11/24/2005 11:33:00 PM