I talk a lot or at least, I used to talk a lot. When I moved out of my hometown, Pondicherry, for the first time as a freshly passed college graduate to work as a Software Engineer at Infosys, Mangalore, I was scared! I was seriously scared at the prospect of meeting new people in a new environment all by myself. I had my own inhibitions on how much should I store for the generic word ‘friend’ and how much should I trust people with my blah-blah. While I was surrounded by newness everywhere, the little adventurer in me peeped out, wanting to explore it all and go gaga about it in a lively animated way, the way you can get only with the ones you trust. Those days, due to the lack of known folks, due to the lack of speaking out, I started speaking within. I grew more intimate with my personal diary than I had ever been. Fortunately or unfortunately one page per day wasn’t sufficient for my enthusiasm.
I started jolting down interesting events or lonely thoughts as a write-up and mailed it across to a few among my chosen few. One such write-up, ‘The Window Corner’ happened to fetch me compliments on my writing style and made me wonder if I did have a flair for writing after all. As if to confirm, I posted the same in my office bulletin-board and was flattered by the responses from fellow Infoscions. Had it not been for them, I’d have still been talking to my diary alone.
Getting a little more confident this way, I started an external blog with www.blog.com. Someone suggested me to add pictures to the post to make it more appealing and I took it as a wise suggestion. Colours and pictures give more expression to the words than words by themselves. I added images, modified template and migrated my blogspot to www.blogger.com. Since then, I kept updating my posts at www.archuzarchive.blogspot.com.
I should admit that my journey wasn’t all that smooth. There was a period of time, when I was down and depressed and kept venting my negativity thru my posts. That was when I decided to bid adieu to my blogs with ‘Bye Bye Blogger’ for I figured I needed a break to bring myself back to being me. Never did I guess that the break would be so brief or that I would be transformed from a damsel in distress to a dandy daredevil in a matter of few months. To be honest, I should accept that it didn’t require so much effort on my part except to keep an open mind. Just when I readied myself to stand up again and welcome new changes, things changed most miraculously as witnessed by my blogspot.
My entire life has been running on a fast forward mode over the last three years that now, all of a sudden, you find Archu, married, lady-like and an expecting mother. Do not believe in deceptive appearences, particularly mine. This wicked witch is still alive, carefully concealed behind curtains of maturity. Having said that, rest assured Archu’s Archive would never cater to philosophical babblings or phony preachings that I do not believe in myself. It would always be an archive of Archu in her natural self, whatever natural is at that moment and of course, fictions and fabrications have their place.
I express my sincere thanks to all the readers responsible for bringing out the writing potential in me that I never knew existed and for all their valuable comments. Only during dark times, when the background glitters fade away, are the real caring folks brought to limelight. I would forever be grateful to those who helped me revive not only my writing abilities by myself even. My heartfelt thanks goes to them, much more than to the almighty above for all the experiences that I was made to live through and the blessings for making me blog thru without which Archu wouldn’t have an Archive today.
Three year old kids are put into school to learn things outside the confines of their home and family. On its third birthday, Archu’s Archive is shifting base from www.archuzarchive.blogspot.com to its own custom domain www.archuzarchive.com. If you are following my blog, kindly update the revised link.