Trying to let go...

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Life has been tough for the past month or so.

Multiple problems at different fronts have left me groping for that extra ounce of strength and patience to carry on. At times the urge to cry uncontrollably is too much and only the thought of losing my sanity if I let circumstances get the better of me, stops me from doing it.

I have not been in the mood to write though each event could have been fodder enough for more than one post. Yet somehow the will to write was missing. Also the fact that the events involved many others who may not appreciate being discussed on my blog held me back.

I am back and using this small post as a bulwark against the emotions that still threaten to take over and am planning to come back next week with another post on things less dreary that can be shared in this forum.

I do note that in the time I have been away the numbers who ostensibly followed this blog have gone down, I do understand that in today’s world of instant gratification they would have expected instant follower-ship from me and since I was away they lost patience and left.

I don’t mean to crib about them, just wanted to thank the friends who have been around.
Thanks guys it means a lot to have a few friends in this big bad world.

Comments

the stygian sailor said…
hey. i was wondering why you hadn't updated.
i am sure you ll be OK.
technical aspect, your blog followers wouldn't ve gone away. they ll still be there.
it is a blogger issue. they ve added a new feature to this following thing, which resets everyone status to anonymous following. so till your followers realise it and change it to public, you wont see them following you :)
Your friends will stand by you.
cheers
11:21 am, March 06, 2009
pradipwritenow said…
Pinku
Cheer up and try to forget the past. An uphill task I know but I only tell you the powers of your mind is infinite. It shall let happen what you want. If you want good, good shall happen, and want bad, bad shall happen. I read this in a temple in Indonesia and followed this therafter. The inscriptions on the stone there are correct for me and I think shall hold good for you.
Visit my blog if you find sometime.
12:23 pm, March 06, 2009
Preeti said…
Hi Pinku ,

its sad to know that last few days have been tough for you...hope things are better now and will improve in future ...

sometimes at such testing times we know our strengths and people who care for us ...

take your time ...and come back when you are ready ..

your friends will be right here to welcome you with a smile ..

hugs
--preeti
1:31 pm, March 06, 2009
Iya said…
today when i saw my blogroll and saw ur name on top i was so happy..
prayers for u..
and lots of hugs...
Welcome back friend!!
1:48 pm, March 06, 2009
the latin sardar said…
Lots of pent up aggression... not good for the health.
2:14 pm, March 06, 2009
Ramya Ramadurai said…
why are a few numbers generated by buggy technology indicative of how much people care?

i'm sorry things have been rough. but i know you as a strong, together lady. this too shall pass. hang in there!
6:07 pm, March 06, 2009
Anonymous said…
OMG! whats the matter? never seen your gloomy side before Pinku(atleast not on the blog).Cheer up!Everything is going to be alright.

Hey, I saw your wishes. I have Gone With the Wind Movie with me(the original one). Can copy it on to a blank DVD for you if you like and send it-will it be safe over the post?(I don't think so).
(Vaise I will be in Delhi on March 12)
6:24 pm, March 06, 2009
BG said…
hey... happy to see u back...

this is just a phase....dont worry everthing will be fine...

take care
hugs
6:55 pm, March 06, 2009
rayshma said…
take care, gurl. and hang on in there. tough times make u a stronger person.
welcome back... and BIG hug!
8:27 pm, March 06, 2009
Indian Home Maker said…
Hey!!! I missed you! Good to see you back!!

I was wondering why you were not updating ...missed not just your updates but also your comments :(

Blogger has made some changes and we all thought we have lost some blog followers, but actually they are now following us anonymously (so they are not seen here)..

You will find you are also missing from some blog's followers lists! This bothered me also :(
I even wrote a post about this :)

But today I saw you had updated in my blog roll, and reached here :)

I hope you find strength to cope with the problems you are facing, - Our blogs are such a nice place to feel better ..rant, crib, share our upsets and joys ... I hope you find this sharing comforting.
With best wishes, (it's great to see you back)- IHM
9:51 pm, March 06, 2009
Trevor Penn said…
Good to have you back. My turn to say "you've been missed." :)
I hope you take care of business and wish you better times ahead.
9:15 am, March 07, 2009
Sujoy Bhattacharjee said…
Hey it happens all the time. A picture-perfect life would be a big bore. You ride through the tough times so that when good times are back again you are much stronger.

"For man's greatest actions are performed in minor struggles. Life, misfortune, isolation, abandonment and poverty are battlefields which have their heroes--obscure heroes who are at times greater than illustrious heroes"
-Victor Hugo
9:29 am, March 07, 2009
ThoughtSafari said…
Hey!! You sound really depressed! Cheer Up... things always work out in the end.

Hope you are back with a great, happy cheerful, smiley post :)
11:08 am, March 07, 2009
hitch writer said…
dont know whats going on and how serious it is...

but time passes... good times follow bad times...

trust me !
8:10 pm, March 07, 2009
Oreen said…
hey pinku...actually, blogging is kinda overrated, lemme tell you. sometimes there are more important things happening in real life: tough or otherwise...

and nobody goes. the followers are gonna keep coming back.

so come back to blogging when you feel upto it.
9:50 pm, March 08, 2009
sindhu said…
Dear Pinku,
The world ia indeed a tough place, and it is the tough that go on. You will too, be more aware and strong becoz of the incidents that happen around you! But be happy and smile on...you have one more follower...am adding you now!
11:46 am, March 09, 2009
Anser Azim said…
I hope you feel better. If there is an ego around you let that go away. And then try to discover the world. Try to see the world with mothers eye and you will fine tremendous joy in doing things. I some time envy the life of a cycle rikshaw puller where he hardly cares for the good words or the bad words uttered to him in a long day full of hard work. I believe the sleep he gets afterwards is far better than ours and mine in particular.
best wishes

anser
9:01 pm, March 11, 2009
June Saville said…
PINKU
I love to find a great place to walk when I'm blue. It's an effort to get going, but it's always worth it in the end.
8:28 am, March 13, 2009
Pinku said…
sailor..thanks for keeping an eye out...makes me feel good to be remembered..

Pradip...thanks a ton for your kind words...welcome to my enchanted world...hope to see more of u
5:50 pm, March 16, 2009
Pinku said…
all of you,

a big thanks for dropping by and leaving such lovely messages...

I am better now...and i hope so are all of you.
5:51 pm, March 16, 2009
Mampi said…
Oh yaa,
see we were going through a bad patch and it will go soon. Followers...Ummmm girl, you will find many. hope, hope, hope.
Waise bhi, you are not the one to be rating yourself from the number of followers. That is for the lesser mortal like me, hehe.
You are going to bounce back wonderfully. As always.
9:32 am, March 22, 2009
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