It now seems to me she will never come back. Going by the quiet on her blog, it’s almost as if she has never been here before, writing all those blog posts like possessed. There was somebody writing and if she said it was her, we sincerely believed it was indeed some Elfie writing.
But then again, in this online world, how can we be sure we really know the person expressing his/her thoughts in words. The fact is, most bloggers have not met each other personally. At the same time, we do know their distinct personality, for their written words help us peep into their soul, till it seems we have known them for long. But when our fellow bloggers vanish from the scene, they become strangers. We almost do not care. In blogging world, (our) presence matters more than absence.
That’s what happened when Elfie suddenly disappeared from thescene. No one knew where she’s gone. We, the usual everyday enthusiasts who eagerly commented on her posts did not know how to trace her. We can’t chase the leavers, can we? We can’t tell them, “Please don’t stop blogging!” After all, bloggers come and bloggers go. It’s a norm here. Generally speaking, their sudden absence means fewer posts to read and also one less comment on our own posts.
Therefore, my curiosity in Elfie’s absence is just that – a simple curiosity. It can never became an actual concern. Truly speaking it wasn’t as if Elfie was really the regular types. She was always around her blog but always on the verge of vanishing. One could expect her to not show up one day.
People are sometimes just uncomfortable being around. They need a change, so they do the vanishing act. We all have heard of people who simply go missing. Unable to find their way around familial problems and expectations, they run away from home. May be to find themselves. More often than not they are unable to return back. Not because they do not want to, but even when they realize that the world they impulsively left behind was better than their new path, they feel shy of coming back. How will they show their runaway face to the world? These lost souls often go around their family house to have a glimpse but never dare to enter. Their families wait for them forever.
And so it won’t be far-fetched to assume that Elfie may never come back. Possibly she’s caught up in something unavoidable. Probably she has lost all her motivation and confidence to write. Then again, she could very well be lurking around the corner, unable to join in. In any case, even if she doesn’t come back, her blog will continue to exist. Short-lived in its charm like some freshly plucked flower that’s now a part of an indoor flower arrangement. Untended and raw like some gaping wound, open and sore that will finally go dry. The bees and flies that occasionally lose their way to Elfie’s blog will gradually stop hovering over it. The statistics will slowly show near-zero visitors.
That’s how life is. When someone is a regular part of our life, we don’t imagine them going away. Once they depart, and once we have experienced the ensuing unease and vacuum, we move on quickly. We get used to living without the very people we think we cannot live without.
But now that we all are pretty much used to Elfie-less blogosphere, I fear she will come back. It’s not always easy to accommodate those who have gone missing from our lives, esp. if too much time has lapsed. Much as we miss our dear ones who passed over to the other side long ago, what if they come back and we get to live with them again? Share the same house, vacate their room, give them back their wardrobe and give them all the love that has partially dried off or changed in intensity. We terribly missed their voice when we lost them but, with previous vibes lost, talking to them again could feel shaky and uncomfortable.
And so I feel if at all Elfie wants to come back to the blogging world, let it be sooner rather than later. Let it be now. Now, when she would still be comfortable coming back. Now, when we still remember her writing style. Now, before we forget her to the point of no return.
Moreover, it’s not really unusual for lost things and people to find their way back. To be found again. Or be lost again.
(This is my come back post after absence of more than a month. Am I then this Elfie? We all are)