So the buggers have turned even your thought process into a commodity. A thought crosses your mind, you write it down, people read it and comment, and now suddenly, the process is being measured in virtual money. Virtual friends, virtual girlfriend, virtual sex, and now virtual money. So I have nearly 9,597.18 dollars in the virtual bank. That is about Rs 4.5 lakh! What will that get me?
Ah, a lot. A virtual holiday in Paris. A virtual collection of Mont Blanc fountain pens. A virtual car. In other words I will be in Paris but still won't be in Paris. I will be writing with a Mont Blanc but nothing to show on the paper. I will be driving a car but holding only an imaginary steering and sitting on an imaginary seat -- in which case I would fall on my butt and get real. Yes, fuck virtual. Get real.
And the reality is the ugliness of consumerism, which stands on the principle that everything can be sold as long as you market it well. Personally, I have no objection to this principle as long as it is confined to things material -- such as food and clothes and household stuff. You can sell Pepsi or Coke: if people like the drink, they will drink it. You can sell underwear: if people find them to be durable and not find holes in them within weeks, they will buy it. If they find holes, they will discard your product, no matter how sexy the model who peddles it.
I don't think so. The traffic is hardly an indicator of the quality, though it might be an indicator of how active you are as a blogger, which means 1. You write a post, 2. You get comments, 3. You dutifully reply to those comments, thanking them and all, 4. Having read those comments, you go to the commentators' blogs and leave comments on their latest post -- if not out of appreciation, but at least out of obligation, in return for their favour, 5. Go to the blogs of people who have already commented on the recent posts of your commentators and leave a comment their latest posts -- if not in genuine appreciation, at least in the hope of attracting them to your blog.
But the truly heartfelt posts usually have -- sadly, but very often -- "0 comments". The blogger -- be it man or a woman -- pours his or her heart out, but he or she is totally unaware of those five steps to achieving the celebrity status in blogdom. Maybe he or she is aware, but does not want to go through it. For people like them, the blog is an utterly personal space not meant to be sold: if readers come, fine; but they are not going to go out of their way to attract commentators. I can, off-hand, name at least half-a-dozen bloggers who write mind-blowing stuff but who have never bothered about who reads them or who comments.
But soon I learned the rules of the game. I followed the five-point something. Moreover, the journalist inside me told me: "You always write for the reader. So write well, and write in a manner they understand." It began to work. And then I decided to go the whole hog. I registered with Indian Bloggers and Blogstreet and a few others (whose buttons I lost because of the template change). I take Indian Bloggers rather seriously: till recently, it ranked me among the top 15. Today, if you scroll down, you will notice my position is no. 31. (It could be 32, or no. 30, depending on the unique hits on my blog). Nothing wrong in the ranking as long as you take it playfully, but when it becomes inversely proportional to your blood pressure levels, it is a cause for alarm.
hmmn...an interesting post indeed .Facts put in a lovely manner.A sort of eye-opener to many bloggers of the kind.Hey ,wish u put this in print the coming sunday :).Am happy you have found yr "lost pen " atlast again :D .Nice reading you here but always better reading you in print....
Hey bish u forgot to mention one thing n that is virtual cheque book. Surely the introductory lines of ur blog do suggest a lot of things " When stray thoughts assume the permanence of the written word" n thou a lot can be discussed abt it but its always better to leave certain things unanswered coz it does disturb the senstivity of some friends n bish i have a confession to make too coz oflate i do feel that ur blog have become some sort of battle field where unintentionally i have come accross the firing line. Some comments of me might have offened u too as it did look that way. But personally i did feel that some of ur thot processes had the narration of those events thru which i went n that included my confessions too. Perhaps these all r incidentals n yes these can be summedup as " May Be" or " I dont remember". So Bish coz of these similarities if i have offended ur feeling knowingly or unknowingly i do offer my apologies to u publically n wish u the best of everything.
On the lighter side bish u tend to take ppl down in the memory lane n i do like to share a small incident with u when i was living in janakpuri delhi all alone n that was in 84. I had a friend there who was very fond of girls n had given some specific names to describe his wonderlusts. One day he made a call to me n said " ravi i have got a new file n have to open it so keep the paper ready n i will come with the pen n will sign on the dotted lines..." So what kind of kaam was this. Was it kaam or kama...By the way paper was refered as my room....
Bish... i have only $564.54 in my account!..huh..anz - ur thoughts from kerala were good. Why dont u write a review/ur thoughts abt Rang De Basanti?
ah the whims of blogging ;) some posts you right for ur readers some for yourself ;) at least thats what i do - i do like comments no change that to love ;)
Very strange Bishy! If you call blog a personal space, then why do you bother about the rankings? It is something like getting happy or upset when your neighbours comment on your style of living or the position of your writing table in your bedroom. Had I been at your place, I would have asked the neighbours to take care of their homes first before commenting on mine. On the other hand, you say that you write for your readers. The moment you acknowledge that you write for your readers, your blog ceases to be a personal space; it becomes a commodity. And in that case, you will have to abide the rules of market: survival of the fittest. Your readers become free to put their comments or choose not to put their comments. In that case, the readers take full control on your writing and they can very well call your masterpiece a crap.
You cannot make your blog a personal space and a commodity at the same time. Choose, Bishy!
BTW, a nice post to be read on Monday morning. :)
Visithra: I agree with you on this. I think you are making the fine balance. :)
hm! interesting. but i do find u being very contradictory. I agree with some of the comments, its either personal or not. if it was for u alone, there wouldnt be button at the bottom of the page that tells u what ur blog is worth. and do not take this the wrong way, u r a journalist, u write to sell. its written all over ur writng style.
and going with ur five steps, u r now obligated to leave a comment on my blog :D no compulsion though :)
i have to disagree with anon - u can balance passion with popular demand - you don't have to compromise and choose to stick with only one - just you must know the trick of placing them in the right place at the right time - marketing and ad world plot
end of the day its still a personal place - as you choose what to write - how much to share - how much not to disclose ;)
ps anon - a reader of mine?
added the indian bloggers button, coz firt time i saw it, i thot it was cool, and wanted to flaunt my national pride. soon enough, to my horror, discovered it was some numbers game. when the number (70 to 100) started popping, found that it was sort of addictive. sad, but true.
the real eye-opener, when i started following the comments back was the discovery that many, many, people are much smarter and astounding writers than i gave them credit for. in fact, some are simply amazing. don't know about others, but i think i'm pretty sincere when i leave comments.
btw, i like yours too. ;)
And here is to applying the five point rule.....lets see if it works!
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