chashma hatao

Sanity shall be showed the door for this post. Twisted minds have made way and tempers have been provoked. So one shall quit the occasional calm blogging routine and rant both towards and against those who have filters for eyes and decide to sum me up with typical adolescent flourish.

First of all, there are writers and there are non-writers, just as there are artists and non-artists. Not everyone writes with a trained mind, just as not everyone draws with a skilled pen. The onslaught of words might or might not be precise, perfect and as timbered as the fussy reader wants. However that does not mean that the feelings behind those words are shaky. More importantly, one who is trained visually might also be genuinely interested in literature, poetry and other forms of the written word. While they may not have the necessary skills to make to coveted bookstore shelves, blogs such as these are fine for the commonplace to hold up their words to the few who bother to read them. No one expects a literary following from these blogs, no one expects to impart commandments to a gathering of disciples. We write not because there is little else we can do, but because we feel a constant need to express, narrate, articulate within our limited means. More importantly, this constant assumption that a visual professional would have no clue about the written word or be less aware of contemporary literary work is both infuriating and foolish. If this in any way bothers readers who are far more sensitive to the written word, too bad, let me show you out.

Secondly, a blog is just one minuscule aspect of a person’s life. No, make that ‘ a person’s virtual life’. Of all the hours spent on the internet, blogging in most cases takes up a tiny fraction of that time. It is stupid to assume that that is all there is to a person. That the occasional whim and fancy mentioned in a post, that the purposeless writing and meandering done on one’s blog sums up that person. It does not. There are many sides to any individual and this is just one of those many sides. It does NOT, in any way indicate what an individual is like, what they think about all the time and what their ideals are. In no way does it even remotely resemble all aspects of anyone’s life. So if you’re someone who decides to judge me as a person depending on the occasional post here, then you are clearly nourishing a half baked way of looking at people so screw you.