As We Turn Four

As I stared at the calendar for good five minutes in morning and counting days to when my life will begin to sort out a little bit, a little voice in my head shouted at its maximum that today is a special day. For a minute I thought whose birthday or anniversary I’m forgetting today. Mom has clearly not reminded me of any nor did the Facebook or any of the Whatsapp group. Then suddenly a voice whispered that it was my blog turning four today. I stared at the date for another five minutes and a mixture of feeling took over me.  Four years. For some it isn’t a long time but for some others it’s huge milestone. I belong to the latter.

May be I’m getting too emotional about it but then this has always been my place, my home, my go-to when in times of happiness and despair alike. I helped me to walk out of my comfort zone and meet new people and forge incredible friendships. I never knew all this was just the beginning of what they say is, power of words.  It gave me those feelings of belonging and love and also that of responsibility that comes with something that you create and own. And now that it has turned four,  I feel proud and scared at the same time. Proud, that I was capable enough to bring it to this stage and get it its own name. Scared, thinking if I would be able to justice with it as the time goes by and the daily schedule gets stuffed daily with not-so-important activities. But there’s always hope that I’ll sail and my place would always welcome me back no matter how long I might take to come home.

As I reflect back on these four years of companionship, it seems like time just flew too fast may be. There had been time I was fanatic about blogging, churning out posts every alternative day then there was time, not so long ago, when I pushed it totally under the carpet not writing for months altogether. But guilt always crept in and so did the excuses to fight it. But what is any relationship without any highs and lows, and this is obviously no different. From the times of daily chit-chat to prolonged periods of silence, we have been through all of it and survived, rather been back with a bang every time. And so this is the time to rejoice, the good times and the bad times alike, with a glass of champagne or two, let the party begin!

Happy Birthday Expressions!