Switching themes, etc

I finally decided I’d had enough of the Fjords theme, and shifted to Fadtastic. Though initially it seemed like Fjords was the most beautiful theme ever designed (I even visited the creator’s webpage), I slowly grew sick of it. That was because it tended to shift the focus away from the posts, and towards the widgets. And my initial enthusiasm towards adding more and more widgets (for which there was endless space, given the three sidebars) finally made way for the realization that my blog was becoming more of a webpage and less of a vent to my thoughts, what with all that clutter.

As an afterthought, I think this was more of an act of boredom on my part. That’s because whenever I apply a new theme, my blog looks more beautiful than ever. Sometimes I find myself staring at my own blog, admiring it. This, of course, is accompanied by an increased enthusiasm to blog. But soon the initial euphoria fades away, and I start disliking the very theme I thought was here to stay for good. It’s safe to assume I’ll soon start disliking Fadtastic as well, and switch to a new theme. And I’m pretty sure most everybody in the blogosphere would’ve had similar experiences.

Which forces me to ponder what stagnation does to our lives. Every new thing – be it a blog theme, an acquisition, a literary expedition – seems to have a honeymoon period attached to it. During this period of time, an individual derives a great deal of satisfaction (or happiness, as the case may be) from it. A new car is like a baby to its owner; even a scratch on the windshield seems to be unbearable. After a year or so though, taking care of the car becomes more of a liability, fuelled only by the amount of money spent on it. When I read Paulo Coelho’s masterpiece, The Alchemist, I felt it had changed my life forever, that I had embarked upon a journey of self-discovery, and that I was going to sculpt a new me. Few days later though, life was back to normal (read mundane), replete with ups and downs. The honeymoon period was over.

It is human nature to tire of old belongings. Most of the times, it is but quite harmless. But what happens when stagnation creeps into our personal lives? It is well established that boredom is one of the major roadblocks in long-term relationships, and I don’t wish to delve into the how’s and why’s of that. Couples who initially think they have a wonderful bond, which they wish to continue forever, end up saying they weren’t made for each other in the first place. I only wonder if it is totally impossible for a pair to keep the flames of desire burning for a lifetime. Two people who cease to exist as separate entities, and become one. Who realize that getting used to each other is not boredom, rather it is something much more beautiful. Someday, I wish to see such a pair.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall…