Private Confessions

Dear Blog,
What brings me here today is something that shouldn't have ever happened in the first place. I am guilty of discourtesy to you, as guilty as a pup besides a pile of poo. I am truly ashamed of myself and didn't want to carry this guilt trip all the way to my grave. So here I am, begging for your clemency.

I have ignored you enough, so much so, that it pains my soul and makes it difficult for me to look at myself in the mirror. I had happily forgotten about you, left you to rot, while I philandered my posts on other 's comment sections. I found it amusing dally-dooing with coquette blogs of complete strangers, impregnating them with yack and yowl and merry-making with different blog links. Yes! I wandered; betraying, drifting away from you, putting our bond on the anvil, without a second thought. Indifference, my vagabond traits, me! its just me who is responsible for all this. You have been here since we started this coition. Those were the times, when you enjoyed multiple page hits a day, how happy you were, how innocent! And then, one hit a day to none in a day, a week, a month, quarter, lost in the distant reminiscence of me; slipping into recluse, you fought every moment, battling with solitude, Purdah! Every part of you coaxing to give in, to give up, everything! To disappear, vanish off the charts, so much so that even google wouldn't recognize your URL. But your faith in me remained, your faith in the non-linearity of Internet remained. Yesterday, while jumping on and off random blogs, I stumbled upon you. Dazed and dazzled, I gazed. When my senses returned, I gazed more. I saw in front of me, 'My blog!' Our promises, our times together, flashed before me. My mind still fuzzy and submersed in dizzying spirals, I realized what I had been missing on, what I had given up on!

The realization makes me stand here, confessing, opening myself out, all for you. Although still guilty, I promise you, my blog, that we'll relive the best days of our lives for times to come.