WRITING LETTERS: A Lost Art
I've always wanted to write letters (not e-mail) – those pen-and-paper varieties our grandparents were so fond of. I'm sure most of us don't even remember what holding a pen feels like anymore. It's a bit like holding chopsticks actually, exceot there's no yummy Chinese food at the end as a reward for all your efforts. As usual, I seem to have gone off-topic, and made myself hungry in the process. So, let's get back to the matter at hand.(image source: djcl)
What was it again? Ah, Writing Letters! Now, contrary to popular belief, it isn't true that those who can talk a lot can also write a lot. So, even though I am gifted with words (my modesty astonishes even myself sometimes), I suffer from the disease of all those like myself – imaptience. It drives me insane when I try to express myself through the written word. Don't get me wrong, my mind is not a complete blank. Quite the contrary actually; my head (and it is a massive head even if I do say so myself) is so full of information that even I'm surprised sometimes by the overload.(image source: gain11)
However, God (or the “Old Guy” as I like to call him) in all his magnanimity did provide me with a appropriate outlet for my frustration. Sure, I can write a witty line or two (I am in advertising afetr all...Duh!) but ask me to write more than 3 sentences, and I'll run screaming for the hills (or the coffee, as is usually the case. Yum...coffee). Is anyone else as frustrated as I am?P.S. Since I seem to have gone off-topic yet again, I will tackle the letter issue at a later date (that is, if I remember to do so). You see why my posts are fragmented? I can stick to any one thing...my brain's slushy-fied!!!

To the almighty's magnanimity, my friend, for giving us the power to let our frustration out in moderation, let the coffee cups bang.
ReplyDelete* Love your words
* Love you, specially because our frustrations surrounds the same epicenter
* You know who i am
:) Keep it up man