Is blogging flogging?

Posted by: Tanveer Rauf on: March 12, 2011

• In: My,myself and I
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I am, familiar with a computer for more than 21 years now. I played, learned, chatted, searched, explored, and spent my leisure time with the computer— my friend in loneliness!
I made many friends the world around regardless of sex, age, religion, or language because the internet has its language understood mutually. Once a net friend came to meet me in Florida.
I met many new friends locally n internationally as well. I believe I’m lucky to have met all good people. Some attended my daughter’s wedding too; as William Shakespeare said that nothing is good or bad, thinking makes it so! So I never doubted anyone’s intentions and always got a positive response in return. Love begets love
But like a naughty friend, my computer played pranks with me too.
I often forgot to save my data while writing. In case of a power breakdown, I ended up losing my data, and that annoyed me. I lost stuff due to this otherwise, I would have with me a lot to share. Btw every time I lost my data, I kept nagging my daughter n held her responsible.
Finally, my daughter asked me to start writing blogs, and she did so many times. But believe you or not I, felt scared of blogging as it rhymes with flogging. It might be something related to flogs and whips.
I am not only scared of blogs but banks and ATMs too.
Sounds strange and weird! Isn’t it?
Whenever I went to a bank, I grinned at every person present behind the counters. To assure them that me not here to plunder. I deliberately avoided looking at the cash counter and felt cramps in my stomach until I got out of the bank.
This fear moved furtively into my body and soul due to an incident. Once I entered a computer shop to find out if he had computer accessories. All of a sudden, I felt something hard and cold on my temple. The man holding a pistol asked me to hand over the cash.
Unfortunately, I had no cash except for some coins.
The man but did not believe me.
His pistol scared me to death. The shopkeeper was at his target too. Allah saved me as some people entered the shop and the robber got confused and went out of the shop. I’m sure he must be having a toy pistol, or he wouldn’t have left the shop.
My legs trembled, and the whole body shivered.
From that day, my son on wards does all my bank transactions.
While I’m not frightened of animals, snakes, insane people, darkness, and even bosses
Animals, insane, and darkness or spirits don’t harm us until we hurt them. It is my personal experience. As a child, I used to amuse myself in summers with splashing tap water. The dangerous wasps also cooled themselves n whirred around the tap and in water. They never injected their sting in me because I never harmed them. The snakes wriggled by me but never hurt me. The black scorpions were harmless for our entire family in Peshawar. We never killed any one of them either.
So dear readers! I am a whimsical human being!
I have written n translated books on different topics but, blogging scares me like flogging!
Though I like to accept challenges and am a very committed person too so I want to write blogs but don’t know how to start————- is there any kindhearted fellow who can guide me for I WANT TO WRITE and be a part of bloggers like I am a friend of friends on the internet and in real life too.
I would end up with William Shakespeare’s saying:
“Real love is not based on romance, candle night dinner, and walks along the beach, but in fact, is based on respect, compromise, and care

Tags: Blogging, Fear, Friends, Phobia, Snakes, Strange, Technology