That waala feeling..

Any post claiming to talk about "feelings" is bound to evoke more than a few yawns..in  general.After all,aren't there enough people going on and on about them.Besides,how seriously is it possible to take someone's feelings seriously,when you know they really can't be having too many issues if  they can start expressing them..don't know if that makes sense..but feels like it bears mentioning.
Well,as it turns out..there aren't enough "feelings" to go around,after all.
People believe in the idea of them,sure.For a while, they will even delude themselves into believing they feel many things,have real inner vibrations..cerebrations..whatever you may call them.
But eventually,everything seems fake.
And you know what? It comes through,eventually.And there lies the sadness.
For the person being deluded about the existence of feelings,its a rude shock to discover they were just a "confused" phase..For the person moving on,its as if nothing happened.Either way,it makes one wonder:
If it is so easy to move on from,was it really real?
And this,my lovelies,is today's thought..
Are feelings the bane of our existence today? Are they essential binders in our otherwise fragmented existences?Is their existence a well carved myth? And most important of all,the age-old concept of surrendering headlong to them..which has really taken a beating in these times..is it a bygone concept?Are feelings for the naive and/or otherwise not gainfully employed?
The way I see it,it really boils down to listening to what the heart has to say.That and also a little bit of the head..
Someone once said: If it feels too good to be true,it probably isn't. Realism in love..now that is an entirely new concept..worthy of even longer discussion.

To continue where I left off..
The previous post almost didn't make it..there was a careless keystroke somewhere that just refreshed the whole window.And the pane was blank..
Then I chanced upon a "Draft" section,and there,miraculously,was all I had breezily typed..without so much as a glance at the "Save" button.Something about the Headline caught my attention,and there it was,miraculously Autosaved.
Kind of makes you wonder,doesn't it? Is failure impossible in these times?Somebody once said life's failures are our greatest teachers.So are we missing out on life's biggest lessons?
That thought apart,its seriously cool that my post got saved!! ; )

So,I am back to blogging.
Actually,I think I am taking my first real shot at blogging.
By now,I have sort of lost track of how many friends,well wishers and acquaintances in general have exhorted me to start.I guess it all began with my harmless Facebook addiction some years ago.I was "NOT" gently suggested by a well meaning,if slightly acid tongued "well wisher" that while writing was CERTAINLY my forte,my "talents" would be better expressed on a blog. After all,she argued(more like tongue-lashed),who wants to see incessant posting on a SOCIAL NETWORKING site??(Point Taken).
Well,while that interlude certainly cured me of my Facebook addiction(to the extreme disappointment of a huge number of my batchmates..more on that story later),it certainly did not lead to a migration to blogging. Au contraire,it began a slow and rather painfully lonely journey inwards into myself.That journey is slowly reaching its end as I write..so...it seems kind of logical to start what was to have begun a couple of years ago.

A careless keyboard stroke wiped out a long and winding introduction.