Maybe this is your first visit here. Or probably you’ve have been here before.
I want to talk to you for a moment.
I also need your help.
The last few days have been overwhelming for me. Traffic to the blog spiked. Number of followers, likes, and comments increased.
My brother, friends, and my blogging guru called me up to congratulate me. They said my writing had ‘matured’.
I don’t know if that’s true. I’m not here to brag. I want to get to the point quickly without further wasting your time.
I’m moved. You see I am a small town guy. I still consider myself young. I’m 22. I’ve been writing for a little more than a year. I’m new.
And this exponential increase in ‘everything’ thrills me.
Places great responsiblity on my shoulders.
When I didn’t have readers, I didn’t care much about what I wrote. Today I do.
I feel responsible for what I write. I also feel a little proud.
So, with this letter, I promise to write to the best of my ability.
To write often.
To be passionate.
A word for Jamie Furlong, a friend and reader – I’m sorry I’m not able to write the kind of article you want right now. But I’ll be back with them (post April 2013). Thank you for your patience.
Gratitude to Mitali, my girlfriend, for helping me out with her support.
To all those readers whom I haven’t named, I’m indebted to you for reading my work. Thank you.
I need a little help. Please mention in the comments the topics you would like me to write on.
You see I’m running out of ideas. A little help will be appreciated.
It’s 1:10 a.m. here and the dogs are barking in the street downstairs. Signing off from Guwahati, India..