To blog or not to blog is the question

I have been an avid diary person since the teenage years of my life. I used to write compulsively, innocently, without judging my words. My every thought and act of the day industriously noted down to the last detail. It was a time when there were no personal computers to key in your thoughts, no internet to surf and no blogs to write in. It seems like a bygone era now. People reading this might think I am one old hag or something but it doesn't matter. Internet gives you the option of not revealing your age and this gives me some kind of a cheap thrill. Well, where was I?

Ah... that bygone era... The era of snailmail, greeting cards, home made food (instant was unheard of then)... When I spent many idle hours together watching clouds, making limericks, counting the people passing by my building or simply rode far and wide on winged unicorns in my own dream world.

And here I was, suddenly transported in to this fastpaced microchipped, sms world, finding myself entrapped in the snares of forwards, chainmails and batlling spam on a daily basis. Friends often coaxed me to start blogging but my mind was too blocked about the whole concept. "Blog me? No I find it better the old fashioned way with my pen and diary. Besides, I don't want the world to read it...." Reluctantly I even signed up for a blog account, which remained untouched... until today... The day that changed my life in a way. A friend of mine sent me his very first blog. And then I thought hey not such a bad idea after all. Let me unblog myself a bit. Should be fun. Call it peer pressure or the excitement of doing something new I spent no time in digging out my blog username. And I finally decided to UNBLOG MY MIND!