Something to Say

Picture This:
Its 1944. The Second World War has dragged on for 5 years now. The Japanese army has been seriously depleted. Allied Forces are banging at their doors. Japan has lost any pretext of having competitive fighter aircraft. They were hardly able to service the ones remaining. In this scenario Admiral Tajakiro Onishi suggested expending them as bombs. The plot was simple. Ram the aircraft into enemy ships. Hereafter, this desperate use of ramming surviving aircraft into Allied ships came to be known as Kamakaze or Kamikaze. Post this Japanese operation, any suicidal mission requiring desperate measures came to be called Kamakaze.
If you break the words – ‘Kami’ means God or Divine and ‘Kaze’ means wind. Kamakaze therefore means Divine Wind.

Not that this has anything to do with me. Except that, somewhere along the way people bestowed this title onto me – by altering by surname. And the name stuck. And now I’ve decided to adopt it too for my blog.

For a while now, I have been hearing of friends who publish their own blog. For a while, I even flirted with the thought of having my own space, with something to say. Then it all got buried in the midst of diapers and changing pads and washcloths and the rest.

I seriously got hooked onto reading blogs – thanks to artnavy’s blogs. And then the infatuation with writing my own blog began. I mean, where else will I have the space to say what I have in mind without a pair of sticky hands pulling onto my dress or a pair of chubby arms around my neck wanting a lift (but more about the owner of those hands later).

So here I am - with my first serious attempt at blogging. Sit back, relax and enjoy the trip!