13 Oct, 2007
And so it all began …
Posted by Bhavin Turakhia
I am a prolific writer.
Actually – scratch that statement. At best it sounds immodest, at worst it is untrue in comparison with the existing active participants of the blogosphere. I do write a lot. I also admit I want to write more than I usually do. A lot of the content I create is for internal corporate training purposes at Directi. To me that is an investment well-made. The value of my time spent in penning down something, will likely be derived by several hundred individuals over the years. I consider the value of any creation, directly proportional to the number of people that can use it. That is probably over-simplifying it, but it is definitely one of the more important variables.
We use Confluence internally, as our knowledge management system, individual blogs, news feed, the Directi University (our internal training corpus) et al. Many a times I find myself penning down articles which I believe deserve greater visibility than the confines of our Intranet – not just for the sake of self-propaganda (and every blogger knows the importance of that) but also for the sake of eliciting greater participation in the ensuing debate.
Enter the blog. Maybe not my daily journal. Maybe not a repository for regular thoughts. Hopefully a collection of articles that will be read, by a larger circle. At the least an attempt.
Kudos (y).
Welcome to bog-o-sphere. Hope to read you more.
Hey there! Good start!
I should create a blog too.. I could use your tips… 
I always observed a time lag between efforts and results
Lack of patience and foresight left no room for consult
Until i recently realised
Yesterday what i had sowed, has today materialized
We ve been taught this simple truth many times over
Yet, some how i always let it remain under cover
What you sow today, you reap tomorrow
Being unmindful of this,can bring you grave sorrow
It just applies to everything in our lives
Past,present or future…in every stroll, in every jive
We are mere farmers of this life
We sow,harvest and sow again
Every now and then a storm takes our crops away
But we recoupe and put forth, once again our seeds to lay
We dont know if tomorrow exists
Still work in hope that the seeds will flourish
So be careful of every choice you make today
Because all the effort, will show its colour anyway
Dont tolerate what you shouldnt
Instead, plan and take action
In sowing the right seeds, there is often pain
And in taking this pain, hidden but afloat.. lies your gain
I will be your regular reader