Dear Reader,
Just like you, many other friends - young and old, are eager to give me feedback about this blog.
Most of it is positive. (Thank god!)
Sometimes, out of the blue, Google pops a question that amuses me.
"Do you want to make money by putting advertisements on your blog?"
If I say yes, what will happen?
Ads will be flashing at my readers from all corners of the blog.
Then what?
My readers will try to concentrate harder to read what I have written.
Then what?
One of the Ads will catch their attention.
Then what?
They will read the Ad.
Then what?
The Ad will lead them to a site away from the blog.
And then?
I will earn money and lose my reader. (Heaven forbid!)
In this age of an overactive social media, so much information is forced under people's noses that they have to spend some time to sift through the results before getting to what they would like to read. For that reason, exclusively, I have kept this blog private and disabled it from appearing in the results of search engines. There is so much noise in the world already. As a sensible reader, on the other hand, you may share the posts you like with like-minded people.
There are horrendous things happening in India and the rest of the world while I write about cakes and dishwashing. Our newspapers and other media are overflowing with commentaries on these happenings so I do not mention them here. That doesn't, however, mean that these events do not disturb me. If you meet me in person and if you want to know, I will tell you my interpretations about these events, provided you and I have time to spare.
Some of my readers are children and young people. Their tender world has begun to unfurl and we should be careful not to cloud it with bitterness. The swings of their imagination have just started reaching a little higher and they anticipate a gentle push from us. I would like them to know that there are simple, ordinary things in this life that bring great joy to those who have learnt to appreciate them, that this world and everything in it is a miracle, that we can meet angels and saints everyday if only we have the eyes to see them, that the more you love, the more love you are given to love with.
The Good Book says, "You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes." (James 4:14)
We must, therefore, bequeath good values to future generations while we are passing through this world.
"Is your name Jasmine?" asked Banumathy when she visited this blog for the first time yesterday.
No, the first and the last names I use here were not bestowed on me by my parents or my godparents. I use them by choice and circumstances.
Similarly, I write this blog by choice.
I also have other things to fill my days - mothering (cuddles and puddles), loving (thank god!), checking homework (easy peasy lemon squeezy), keeping in touch with friends, doing household chores (sigh), reading (so little time!), exercising (getting there!), cooking (sometimes enjoyable, sometimes not), driving (no, I don't get paid for this), socialising, facebooking, whatsapping, petting stray cats (if they allow me), sleeping (am I getting enough?), eating (I'm so slow, it takes me forever), shopping (spare me this, please!), and going to work to make a little money.
I hope you, dear readers, derive pleasure and satisfaction from reading this blog from time to time.
I am grateful to you.
You have made me realise that writing is a way of belonging.
Peace be with you!
Just like you, many other friends - young and old, are eager to give me feedback about this blog.
Most of it is positive. (Thank god!)
Sometimes, out of the blue, Google pops a question that amuses me.
"Do you want to make money by putting advertisements on your blog?"
If I say yes, what will happen?
Ads will be flashing at my readers from all corners of the blog.
Then what?
My readers will try to concentrate harder to read what I have written.
Then what?
One of the Ads will catch their attention.
Then what?
They will read the Ad.
Then what?
The Ad will lead them to a site away from the blog.
And then?
I will earn money and lose my reader. (Heaven forbid!)
In this age of an overactive social media, so much information is forced under people's noses that they have to spend some time to sift through the results before getting to what they would like to read. For that reason, exclusively, I have kept this blog private and disabled it from appearing in the results of search engines. There is so much noise in the world already. As a sensible reader, on the other hand, you may share the posts you like with like-minded people.
There are horrendous things happening in India and the rest of the world while I write about cakes and dishwashing. Our newspapers and other media are overflowing with commentaries on these happenings so I do not mention them here. That doesn't, however, mean that these events do not disturb me. If you meet me in person and if you want to know, I will tell you my interpretations about these events, provided you and I have time to spare.
Some of my readers are children and young people. Their tender world has begun to unfurl and we should be careful not to cloud it with bitterness. The swings of their imagination have just started reaching a little higher and they anticipate a gentle push from us. I would like them to know that there are simple, ordinary things in this life that bring great joy to those who have learnt to appreciate them, that this world and everything in it is a miracle, that we can meet angels and saints everyday if only we have the eyes to see them, that the more you love, the more love you are given to love with.
The Good Book says, "You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes." (James 4:14)
We must, therefore, bequeath good values to future generations while we are passing through this world.
"Is your name Jasmine?" asked Banumathy when she visited this blog for the first time yesterday.
No, the first and the last names I use here were not bestowed on me by my parents or my godparents. I use them by choice and circumstances.
Similarly, I write this blog by choice.
I also have other things to fill my days - mothering (cuddles and puddles), loving (thank god!), checking homework (easy peasy lemon squeezy), keeping in touch with friends, doing household chores (sigh), reading (so little time!), exercising (getting there!), cooking (sometimes enjoyable, sometimes not), driving (no, I don't get paid for this), socialising, facebooking, whatsapping, petting stray cats (if they allow me), sleeping (am I getting enough?), eating (I'm so slow, it takes me forever), shopping (spare me this, please!), and going to work to make a little money.
I hope you, dear readers, derive pleasure and satisfaction from reading this blog from time to time.
I am grateful to you.
You have made me realise that writing is a way of belonging.
Peace be with you!
