And so we come to yet another interlude.
I do not classify myself as a writer. Not by a long shot. So, let me just say that I am suffering from something called blogging block. I am also suffering from photography block. My good friend Michelle tells me that I should not put pressure on myself and that I should go with the flow. So, maybe I shall heed her wise advice.
As I have mentioned, I started this as some sort of a corporate blog, and then got bored of that. I cannot, for instance, read magazines like The Harvard Business Review. No doubt, they are very good and present some interesting management concepts. Yet, I find the tone so very boring, and no matter what my dear friend (who is now some sort of management professor in Australia) tells me, I cannot read that stuff, or write like it.
I am interested in topics like climate change, the environment, health, hunger, education and leadership. Plus, religion, mysticism and humanity at large. Indian history as well. Also, the whole concept of corrosion. I love metallic corrosion, which is where I started, however, I am referring to the corrosion of the human soul. Evil is an interesting concept, as is the Dark Side.
Enough, I think. That is already too much! So, while I may try to go about these in some sort of serious pedantic style from time to time, I may fail in the attempt.
Esmerelda the Spider, bless her soul, has been weaving webs inside me, and she seems to be pulling me in the direction of story telling and allegories.
Bismillah, damn his hoary old soul is just sitting on the side lines and laughing. His cackling laughter is enough to scare the ghosts away, but he does not give a damn. Now, there is one inconsiderate fellow if there is one.
For now, I am thinking of arrogating a title to myself. And, like some of the Mughal Emperors, I shall give myself a nice sounding title. Prince Khurram, when he ascended the throne, called himself Shah Jahan – the King Of The World. It is her, by the way, who built the Taj Mahal, and the Red Fort in Delhi (some of India’s best known monuments).
So, I shall call myself The King Of Blah.
In The Mughal Style, I shall replace the word “King” with Shah, and shall retain the Blah.
Shah Blah does not sound good at all.
To make it more specific, in the British style of writing, I shall know be known as (hold your breath):
“The Shah Of Blah”