Hitting the keyboard has always been a easy thing for me. I have been doing it since I was 10 year old at my Dad's Typewriting Institute. I literally grew up surrounded by typewriters and the constant clackaty-clak. I vividly remember the volumes of pages after pages typed by students which I had to check and point out the errors so that they reach a zero-error level or atleast few-error level. The sound striking keys still resonate in my ears. It was always words words and words. They always fascinated me since then. Now here I am, trying out this new media of expression on a different keyboard. After working for 20 years in a government organisation, the style has undergone a bit change and it may take some time to polish it up.
This blog will see the light of day and hopefully have some followers due to some prodding and inspiration from a close friend who is also a prolific writer with amazing writing skills.
Well, more on this will come later. Before you wonder what all this has to do with "View of view", let me get on with the string of thoughts I felt like sharing today with this first blog of mine. I am convinced by now that how you look at things, that is, your own perspective really matters on how you deal with it. The perspective changes, rather matures with age and so does your view.
Somehow, I always liked the view of things from above. I always felt happy to climb on tall structures and sit there and ponder while gazing about the larger view you got. As a kid, spending time on terrace, during day time as well as starry night, was a favourite activity. Climbing trees came naturally to us with so much of greenery in and around the township we grew up. Later on we graduated to cycling around and trying out the small hills around our town. Hey! The view from up there is still in my mind and the tremendous pleasure it brought about. I learnt my lesson well. When you have a broad vision, you tend to take care of nitty-gritties in your daily grind. When we gaze up above at the starry night, we realise how tiny we really are and of course this too broadens your view. A snap of earth from space, or a photograph in National Geographic (I loved to go through them) taken from high altitude with a wide angle showing vast portions of greenery or even the desert sands, always stuck to my mind.
At every juncture through my journey so far, a broader view of things did help in settling myself in a comfortable position with happiness in small things. My mind is now conditioned to paint a broad picture and it becomes easy to deal with the finer points in that frame of mind.
Well, I have to still fine tune myself to this medium. After I fall in the groove and get the hang of it, perhaps, the style should improve. And the best way to do it is to keep hitting the keyboard and allow my thoughts to flow freely to hone me up. My next post will decide that.
