I created a blog long back. After a short stint, i made my first post. Then i did not know what to write. Now, i have so much to write. Yet, at times we cannot say why somethings do not occur. I think my interest for net is in complete oblivion. Somehow i steered some interest to write and till this moment i keep typing whatever is coming in my mind. Hopefully i do not end up abandoning this post.
Well in Cheyyar, we live in a peaceful place. Nowadays i could not refrain talking about cheyyar. Much ironic to my initial disappointment now i feel that cheyyar is home away from home. It did not happen all of a sudden. But, once i started looking my life from a position of strength it gradually dawned on me that place is a real heaven. Truly rustic. It is just hundred and odd kilometers from chennai. Yet, unzapped by its nearest metro's influence. True innocent people. You can ask ur neighbour for some green chilly and coriander when ur fridge runs out of them. Strentght of pleasureable neighbourhood is well seen here. Life full of life. No pretentions. They believe less on optic fibres or microwaves. Simplicity is real sophistication. It touches ur heart easily. Slowly i feel that a persistent question "what am i here for" would be answered.
So, it is not about missing interest but about shifting to interesting intersts!!!!!!!!
