Five years is a long time. I was Twenty Two when I wrote my first post. I was so convinced that I knew everything and that I would probably not change. But I have changed. And I am a much more boring person now than I was five years ago. But there are some things about be that just haven’t changed.
I can still get high just on coffee and chocolate and anti histamines. And I am still as clumsy as I was five years ago. Link
I’m still as annoyed by hypocrisy and tinted car windows as I was when I was 22.
I still totally love being Filmi. However, I now find that the melodrama of Bollywood is not enough. I sometimes watch Telugu movies too (gasp!).
I still wonder about who exactly reads my blog. I don’t think I will ever find out.
I still love to mock the silliness that is Valentine’s Day.
I still have old drafts piled up…
I still shamelessly promote my old posts.
But the blog is still not what it once used to be. For instance, there’s no way I would write something like this now because I’m too politically correct. I wouldn’t write something like this because I even plan ice cream and road trips these days. And I think that I simply don’t write as well as I used to or just tell stories the way I used to.
I feel old. Maybe that’s what blogs are for. Maybe they just remind you of who you once were. And remind you not to take life too seriously. Or maybe they’re just a reminder of the fun you’re missing! Either way. It’s time for me to start telling stories