Been Around For A While Now

Would you believe, it's been a year since this?? Happy Birthday Blog :)

I have never lasted this long in anything, really. No endeavour, no project, no guy, no shoes, no clothes... nothing! Yes, there have been moments of highs and lows, consistency and the lack of it; but all in all, I have made it this far. I think I deserve more than some credit.

I don't think I write the same way I did only a year back. I don't think I write about the same things anymore. Sometimes I think it's because of the lack of misery in my life. Or is it the sheer indifference towards it? Malice, maybe? I don't know. Whatever it is, it's not important. I have 'invested' a year of my life, almost consistently, on something I am not even getting paid for; not yet, anyway! I hardly ever read and re-read my writings. It pains me too much to realize that what I write, really, isn't worth two hoots. Regardless, as cliche as it may sound, it is therapeutic in more ways than one. It's a cyberspace version of 'comfort food', as it were.

Of all the things, I like the anonymity bit the best.
I like that this blog is 'almost' nameless and faceless. I like the fact that most of the people who know me are not aware of it's existence. The extremely few who are, don't read it; except for the two. Hence, it's my space alone. Isn't it pretty cool how I have an archived life on the internet, you know?

Of  love, hate, pain, parties, travel, sex, food, laughter, tears, money, college, friends, this, that and some more; the blog seems to have witnessed it all over the past year. Here's hoping I keep at it.

I remember how starting out, I was convinced that no one ever read my blog or will ever do. I was okay with that, really. I just didn't see how anyone would ever find me. It was 'comfort food', remember? Mine alone. And then 'followers' happened. Comments had happened. I got a bit of freelance work. I felt acknowledged.

It's a special feeling when the world decides to acknowledge the average.

If the blog gets older, maybe I should do a 'Best Of Orange Plum' posts?
Maybe I should stop fantasizing about lame things?

Even though it's anonymous, it's still ominous

Anonymity could easily be a virtue.

I understand how one might think it is a sign of lack of courage. But let's face it! Who is that brave, anyway? Haven't we all, at some point or the other, wanted out?
Don't most people have the power of invisibility as one of their (hypothetical) three wishes?
I think anonymity is a weapon, really. I get how it's ethic may be questioned based on how one might want to hold  a point of view and yet have nothing to do with it but I think everyone does it every once in a while. The good old "Don't tell her/him I told you, okay?" is nothing but a tiny quest towards anonymity. Plus, there are those things that you want to tell people; special people; but you can't because it is too much of a truth. Wouldn't you love for you to be able to say it to them, without them knowing you did? Of course you would.

Think about this : Choosing not to be anonymous makes one just as much of a 'liar/fake' as never having it in one to say what one feels, because one has to use one's identity.

I like this concept of 'identity-crisis' sometimes. Well, I like it when it is not a 'crisis', per se. I think it would be pretty cool to go name-less and identity-less every once in a while, if not all the time. In 'Through the Looking Glass' by Lewis Caroll, (which is a sequel to Alice In Wonderland, by the way), Alice reaches the 'Wood without names' and finds love in a Fawn. I think it's beautiful how they fall in love regardless of their lack of names. It makes one wonder of the metaphoric value here. The lack of names, labels etc make for good co-existence. It's only when they step out of the wood do they become aware of their differences, courtesy their gaining back of names.

I know I am transgressing. I am just soo dreamy right now.

I would like to believe that my blog is fairly anonymous; though I happen to go to and fro on that stand.

Anyway, I think being anonymous is pretty cool. And though I am an extremist when it comes to honesty and its essentiality , I think 'anonymity' paves way for a broader spectrum of points of view, as it were. It is just as valuable a thought, if not more. I understand how people might take undue advantage of the privilege; nevertheless, it's impact, power and influence shouldn't be underrated or underestimated.
I am reminded of this quote I read somewhere. I think it was by some Professor in some University.
It goes:

"Even though it's anonymous, it's still ominous."

Very sleepy now.
I know I hardly make sense anyway; more so when half asleep.
Good Night.

P.S: I think it's only fair that I include a little 'shout-out' to SHE. :) You make me smile too much.