Ode to my followers

It is an inexplicable feeling. To see some comments and to have a few followers. I was under the impression that one had to become King Khan or Badshah Amit to be able to have some followers. Kudos to the power of blogging! Today I too have some followers. The number may be two but it is a great feeling. Thanks to my dear friends KK and Mats for the comments. Also my brother Rajeev. Mats and Rajeev have chosen to follow my blog. It only makes me feel more responsible. How do I make my blog more interesting? My daughter Aathira describes my poetry as melancholic. Anjali was a shade too direct when she used the word morbid. Why is it that pathos always evokes more interest in writing? Does it give the reader a feeling of relative happiness? Do we find innate pleasure in others' unhappiness? I guess I need to intersperse my writing with something more cheerful. In poetry it is better to be misunderstood than not understood at all. So I guess I need to resort to prose more often. Why do we blog? Is it some form of catharsis? It is like shooting an arrow into the dark or throwing a bottle with a message into the Atlantic. Till one gets a comment or finds a few followers, one is not even sure if the post has been read.

So here it is. A million thanks to those who took the time to read and respond. I am filled with a sense of optimism. Perhaps the numbers will increase over the days. Perhaps some long lost friends will find it easier to connect with me. One always lives on hope.