“Life is a ticket to the greatest show on earth.” – Martin H. Fischer
How is one to live a moral and compassionate existence when one is fully aware of the blood, the horror inherent in life, when one finds darkness not only in one’s culture but within oneself? If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding and accepts responsibility for a life lived in the midst of such paradox. One must live in the middle of contradiction, because if all contradiction were eliminated at once life would collapse. There are simply no answers to some of the great pressing questions. You continue to live them out, making your life a worthy expression of leaning into the light.
At this juncture, I would like to introduce myself as Suresh Gururajan, a student trying hard to get a degree in Computer Science and Engineering. My life, as of now, is similar to a journey of hope and faith, a path that needs to be trodden by no one but myself. I do not choose to be a master of the game; I just try to collect some precious gems of experience as I trod my way to reach my goal. But the path I trudge, is not full of joy and luxury; I’ve plodded things from the simple way to the hard way. I’ve also been in situations where I’ve been in a dilemma of which path to choose. Some of these experiences, as I feel, are not to be left unsaid, at least, not by me.
The reason I created a blog is not because I want to express my thoughts and ideas, but because I don’t want to miss my favourite moments. Not every person is so great as to remember each and every incident that ever happened to him. Okay, I agree that most of the people would remember incidents that were funny and cheerful; moments that they loved the most, but nevertheless, memories that were chosen by them to be remembered. Some incidents may soon be forgotten or some memories, so dark that people just don’t want to remember them. But still, these incidents lurk in the blackness of the night and come to haunt them while they are asleep.
I’m making it clear that I’m not an organized writer of prose and polished essays. Being the first post, I do not want it to be perfect. Perfection rises from mistakes. Mistakes happen from attempts. Without attempting something, it is not possible to make something perfect. Perfection is not attainable since nobody is perfect. As the saying goes, “Even a fool knows that you can’t reach the stars. But the wise man always keeps trying his best to reach them.” Hence, I can assure you that I’ll keep writing posts, both entertaining and technical, but I can’t assure you that you’ll be impressed by everything.
The reason why I chose the title of the blog is this: there simply isn’t another way of storing some of the incidents periodically. I agree that writing diaries is one such way, but diaries won’t contain the depth of thoughts, as there just isn’t enough space to write on it. I’ve been maintaining diaries for two years, but now, I got bored of writing and wasting precious ink on it.
I’m planning to keep a separate group of posts for writing my thoughts, how I feel when I’m exhilarated or depressed, about how I felt in situations, how I react to things. Be open and frank to comment on it though. When discussing these things, I want to remark on one of my aspects that exists even at the time of writing this blog: I simply don’t stick on to the same thing for a long time. For example, as I mentioned above, I stopped writing a diary after two years of writing, though habit should have made me continue writing. Also, I’ve dumped many things old and worn out and gave way to fresh and newer things. Maybe I committed mistakes by the above, but I’m sure that I learnt a lot of things in the transition from childhood to being an adult.
Finally, I would like to tell you that your precious comments are welcome. If you feel that I’m wrong in doing something, please guide me through it. My mail ID is sureshgururajan@gmail.com.
Hope I keep on blogging.
