A is for Anonymity

This blog was started as an effort to impress a techy, geeky guy, who was my boyfriend (now he is the husband) and because I thought that I would not really have the followers, and that this would be just another blog in the huge cyberspace, I never thought about being anonymous. 

I wore my heart on my sleeve and in no time, I had followers, and most importantly friends. Friends from the virtual world that became an inseparable parts of my life outside the virtual reality. I was happy. I was unabashed about what I felt and mostly I tread the neutral grounds. Opinionated yes, but not really crossing that line. 

And, then, as time passed, and as my addiction grew to write to share and to express, I realised that I wanted to take a stand. Wanted to say things that hurt others, ultimately made me feel good. After all this is my blog, and this is my space. 

But, alas, I could never really bring myself to let it all out. 

And, it is in these moments that I always feel, to mask my identity behind the mask of anonymity, where, my reality is excluded from the heartfelt emotions of my own space. HERE. 

Don't you wish, to wear a mask, to say it all, lay it all bear, and still be able to hope that you are not judged by the vulnerability of your heart and emotions? 

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This post is a part of the A to Z Challenge that I have taken up. You may also want check it out. Even though the upcoming posts are going to be a part of a challenge, they shall seldom be fiction. Mostly my thoughts. Bunged together.