My mind weeps

The furious waves were smashing on the rocks at the beach. On top of a big rock I could see my mind sitting sadly looking at the horizon. It was crying. I felt i should console it. I walked to it through the dry and warm sands. It was dusk. I could feel the sprinkles of water from the waves showering at me. I climbed the rock and sat near my mind. It didnt look back. It knew it was me. It always knew as I am the only person who could approach and talk with it freely.

"So... its a dusk hanh?" i asked trying to break the ice.
"....." no response from my mind.
"Whats the matter? something wrong?" i asked watching the Sun go down.

"Eddie Gurrero died. He was one of my favourite superstar of WWE. I liked him a lot.".

Silence prevailed. My mind continued "This is just unfair. He could have lived for few more decades. This is just too soon for him to die. Why? Why?". I was speechless. I did not want to talk. Had I talked, it would have brought disgrace to the feelings I was sharing with my mind. The sky was getting darker.
"What can be done about this?" I asked. The sky had become completely darker. Time flies in a jify, you see.
As if the darkness had brought the wisdom out of my mind, My mind spoke:
"I am consoling myself sitting here alone. After all death is a part of life. Not only Eddi, so many people die. We are born to die. Think about all those little children who die as soon as they are born. Or even worse, when they begin to play, watch things and learn to enjoy the wonders of life, they die or get killed by something. Cruel, is it not, I ask you?. But, that is life. It is cruel at some times and at another it is more rewarding. We just enjoy or suffer what is thrown into our life and thats called living. Nothing can change it, except the change itself."
I felt like sitting infront of a Saint preaching the meaning of life. Never had i seen my mind speak like this. Never had i understood the POWER OF MY MIND.
"Are you sure you'r alright?" I asked.
My mind ignored me and continued.. "When we desire something, like love to see and have a persons company or like showing eagerness to have something material, and in final nothing ever happens and only our desires are left with us, we feel dejected and frustrated. We feel lonely and sad. Thus comes proverbs like 'Man Proposes. God Disposes'. 'Nothing is eternal in this world' and all that. We are all just here to live and that means to accept whatever comes on our way and live with it. You enjoy or suffer as you want. There is nothing you can control."
"If nothing can be controlled and if we are to accept whatever comes in our way, let me ask you why should one have an aim in life, do hardwork, achieve targets, have beliefs and faith?" I asked skeptically.
"Because those are what your life is made of and they are the main ingredients of your life. You have to do them to live and whatever you get by doing so you should accept."
I remained silent. So did my mind. I began to ponder over what my mind said to me and did not realise that time shot by.
It was pitch black now and i could see the stars.
"Lets go home" I said to my mind.
Returning back to its normalcy, mind asked "What are you going to do at home?"
"Nothing special. May be.. i would just write a blog of what happened here. Hah" I said enthusiastically.
"You.. YOu.. You." said my mind and smiled at me.

I was attacked.... ....by my mind

"You lazy creep" my mind shouted at me. I lowered my head submissively. "The blog world is blogging with billions of blogs per day. Why cant you continue your blog?"

"I seriously do not know what to write about" I said.
"Write about something that you know about. Say, computers.. sports... girls... movies... your pathetic life... your profession.... about anything you want."
"I have a computer. But i have nothing to say about it. I love sports but i have nothing to say about it. I wanted to write about Harry Potter and GOF movie but i did not see it. I am in a profession and i have nothing to say about it. I dont have a girl to say anything about and my life is not worth writing about."
"You are disgusting...."
"mmf.. mmf. mmf" I began to cry
"Stop wimping, you.... you... wimp. Look at your cousin Diraj. He is blogging in a regular basis. Your friends are blogging in a regular basis. and you have nothing to write about?" mind frowned at me.

"Well, (sob), I could write something about you!" I said to my mind.
Mind stared at me for a while.
The frown slowly changed. A small smile emerged from one of its cheeks. "Thats good. Thats Very good. Yeah!. You can write something about me, after all, which i deserve. Its time i deserved and got some recognition world wide."
I looked at it. It was beaming with a happy face looking at the horizon. I could see the face was filled with pride.
"Should i write good or bad about you?" I asked.
It gave a sudden and sharp look at me. "You will do as i say and write what i say. Else i will leave for good making you suffer from Mindless Body Syndrome".
I felt like a slave in its hand. I nodded like a puppet in its control. I obeyed. I wrote this post.

I started my posting, but nothing to blog

Hmf... Ahh.... Err.... U c.....
What the heck?
I have nothing to blog about. I dont want to write anything about me. Lets accept it that its kinda boring.. all about me, myself and my experiences with my life. Phhrrrt. Thats pathetic.

What should i blog about. what topic.?? What title? What would be the subject matter?

AAAh.. (sigh) Frustration is building inside me.

Thus, I post

Begining. Just the begining. I have surrendered myself to the new craze on the internet and have joined the band wagon. Who knows what i will do next?

Most people blog. Why i ask?
No answer from my mind.
I ask again, "why do people blog?'
My mind says, "It could either because people want themselves to be seen on the net. Or it could be because people want to have a paperless version of daily diary. Or it could be because people want to help other people to learn from them, how to be or how not to be."
"Isn't that silly", i ask?
"Not at all" My mind said.
"Do you mean i also should blog then", i asked my mind?
"Its your wish, its your computer, its your money. What do i have got to do in your decision of blogging", my mind spoke with an indifferent look.
I kept pondering for a while...
I asked humbly to my mind, "Can you help me?"
"If you wish.." spat came the reply.
"Then i shall do it", I said and typed 'www.blogger.com' in the address field of the Internet browse installed in my computer. After finishing the registration and all formalities, I decided to do my first posting.

What to post?, What to type? i kept wondering. No answers. My mind was running blank. After getting no idea on what to post, i turned to my mind, "You wanted me to blog, and Most people blog. Why?" I asked. No answer from my mind. I asked again.

The rest you know.