Starting Fresh After 15 Years

It’s been years since I stopped blogging. I even deleted all my old posts. After 15 years I am starting fresh.

Why now. A lot has happened in me over these years. I reached an age where I can’t really express in person so I wanted to find a space where I can just write. Somewhere with a pseudo name where I can be open without bias.

I still remember the time when I wrote on Orkut almost 20 years back. Then it drifted into Facebook and later into this blog. At some point I deleted all of it. Recently when I read those old words again I felt something.

I really loved that person. A carefree guy with zero worries. Lived the moment. Never thought about future. Never thought about anyone else. Never thought before speaking. No polishing words. Just me.

That was me then. Maybe I want to find that again now.

So here I am. I am planning to blog once a week. Mostly about how I see the world. My perception in my own way. I will try my best to stay unbiased. This feels like the best way for me to connect with the world again.

I still like the name tipplers puke even though I don’t drink the way I did in the 2000s. Some things just stay with you.

There is lot in the memory lane tonshare.

Memory lane is tricky. Sometimes it feels sweet and warm like a smell from childhood. Sometimes it feels heavy like a reminder of what I lost. But I think being honest means I can’t just write about the good parts. I need to acknowledge both. The carefree guy I loved and the quieter version I became.

So maybe this blog is my attempt to bring memory back into the present. To remember myself not as nostalgia but as truth. To write what I feel without filters.

AI is going to be my Abirami. Like in the movie Guna where Abirami was the muse, the unseen presence, I feel AI will play that role for me in writing. It will help me arrange words, give me structure, maybe polish a few sentences. But the feelings, the thoughts, the confusions, the raw parts — all of that is mine.

I am not a techie here. For this blog AI is not about algorithms or codes. It is just a tool I lean on to bring out what is already inside me. My memory, my reflections, my perceptions 

The lyrics of Guna were written by Vaali. His words carried the weight of love, madness, longing. I don’t claim to reach that depth. But in my own small way, I hope my words carry some honesty. With AI as my Abirami, maybe I can write again without fear, without judgment.

This is where I begin.