Before I created this account, I wondered why I never blogged. I love writing. In fact, I'd go as far as to say that I'm passionate about my writing. I've been penning down cute little poems since I was 8, and most people who knew me until the 10th standard and lost touch after that, gape at me in disbelief when I tell them that I turned out to be a researcher instead of the journalist that everyone who knew me then was convinced I would be.
And why not? My dislike/disdain for math was just as pronounced as my love for anything remotely connected to languages...and my report cards hold testimony to this. After college in Bombay, I even ditched the idea of being a Psychologist and spent a few months editing for a certain business magazine. I felt I should give working as a writer a shot. Did I like the work? Yes, even if got a little mechanical after a point. Did I like corporate life? Definite no. So I free-lanced for a while..but after writing an article on 'Fashion Do's and Don't Do's This Summer' and another one that gave shoe shoppers advice on 'What's Hot and What's not', I realized that there was nothing 'creative' in what I was doing and I certainly couldn't do this for a career unless I wanted my grey cells to rot and fall out. I decided that I'd pursue my slightly less favored career choice with a vengeance because then writing could be something I did when I chose to, not when I was told to. And that made sense in my rational little head.
Except that no non-academic writing has occurred for 3 whole years now..save for a random sentimental something on some special friend's birthday card. And that worries me a little...what if I've lost my touch? So on this too-warm-for-comfort summer afternoon, when I really should be running regressions on variables indicating that children's social skills are in fact related to their academic skills, I decided to give blogging a chance.
