Ok. So I have no idea what I’m going to write right now. Did I just alliterate in my first ever sentence in my first ever blog post?! Yay for me!!

This journey from thinking about writing to buying a nice pen and diary to motivate me enough to just start it already (as if that would work) to actually write, took about a year. That is how much of a procrastinator I am. Like right now, I’m having a sudden, inexplicable urge to watch Aishwarya Rai’s ‘Kajra Re’. So I did, and ended up losing my train of thought (Not that I had much of any in the first place).


This smartphone that I own is a constant source of distraction. And by constant, I mean “I’ll-sit-here-and-lure-you-with- thoughts-of-all-things-you’d-rather-do-with-me” constant. It just sits there, innocent and unmoving, not realising how many potentially fruitful years I’ve wasted looking at its screen. 


Seriously. Writing is a task that requires  to be done with a single minded intensity, and I’m as single minded as a kid in a toy store. I’m realising that a lot of that lack of focus must be attributed to my phone and my inability to keep my hands off it.


You see, I have a hungry brain, and it must be fed with all kinds of brain food. Even when I was younger, my father would bring me all kinds of comic books and magazines to read. And when I used to be done with those, I would attack my mother’s stash of ‘Gruhashobha’ and ‘Diwali Anks’  collected over many years. My extensive and totally  unnecessary knowledge of recipes that no one would ever make stems from those hours of reading.


The best day used to be when my father used to bring a new magazine ( Champak, Chandamama, Tinkle etc) and piping hot, spicy samosas, stuffed with the tastiest aalu – matar sabzi along with tangy, raw mango pieces seasoned with red chilli powder and salt on the side, and a flavourful chutney to dunk those samosas into. 

(I think I got a bit carried away with the food description there, but I can’t help it; if there is a heaven of Indian savoury snacks somewhere, those samosas most definitely are the royal family. And by this I mean not any other samosas, just the ones that my father used to bring. Samosas stuffed with chana dal, mint leaves and kismis should burn in samosa hell).


See how scattered my thoughts are? I only meant to say that the combination of those snacks and new books was heaven. If I were a witch trapped in a forest with a hundred Dementors swarming around me, that memory would help me cast a Patronus strong enough to send all of them scurrying back to Azkaban. (My Patronus would be a bear, by the way; in case you are wondering.)

So the point that I’m trying to make, despite all the detours that my mind insists on taking, is that my hungry brain needs to be entertained steadily, and it loves to lap up works of fiction in every form, which is why I’m constantly attached to my phone; reading, reading, reading.


So it wouldn’t be fair to blame the phone when the fault lies with my hungry brain. And I’ve said the word ‘hungry’ so many times that I’ve realised there are many forms of hunger, none of which are going to be satisfied if I keep on ranting here.

So now I’ll head to my kitchen to cook up something dull and mundane (read healthy) and hope to dream about a huge silver bear attacking a Dementor (who reveals himself to be Leonardo DiCaprio, resulting in me wiping out my loyal Patronus and inviting Dementor – Leo to share those heavenly samosas while we discuss the effects of global warming). 😀


So long, people!



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20 thoughts on “Random first blog

  1. Hah! This was fun to read, and I’m sure subsequent ones would be good. It’s promising. We’re what’s on your mind. It doesn’t have to make sense at the beginning. Just has to at the end. Which this has achieved. Welcome to the blog-o-sphere!

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  2. Your post made me laugh so much! I too, share your love of samosas. They’re amazing, but I hate the ones with kismis. And chana dal. My fave magazine was Champak too! I still read it sometimes. Also, I totally get your hunger. I have it too. Just the other day I was bored out of my mind and decided to read some old textbooks my grandfather had kept hidden. Turns out they’re all medical, and even though I hate the medical field (only because of my parents trying to force me to become a doctor), I read them. I’m scatter-brained too, you can probably see it in this comment, lol. Good luck on progressing with your blog! I know how tough it is to start. After all, I’m going though the same thing too right now!

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    1. Nice to find a like minded person through this blog! I’m happy that I made you laugh. Even I might’ve read a book or two on veterinary medicine (my grandfather was a vet :D) without really understanding much. Thanks for your kind words, they mean a lot. 🙂 I’m sure you are a very good writer. Let’s keep on encouraging each other to write!

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      1. Same here! You’re hilarious, so you don’t even need to try. I once tried to read a novel about a vet, and I was bored out of my mind. Curiously, though, it was required reading from school. As soon as the period was over, it became very interesting. And you’re a very good writer, judging on your post! You’re also totally right about that, we fellow bloggers need to keep each others’ strengths up!

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  3. This one is a nostalgia trip! 😅 Tinkle, Harry Potter, Mom’s recipe magazines! 😂 I remember reading up everything I could lay my hands on and more often than not, the kinda stuff that wasn’t meant for a 10 year old kid 😁
    Cheers and keep blogging!

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