As I read the interesting true story How a Password Changed my Life, I found the author’s logic of approaching the issue fascinating.

At the outset, there are of course, numerous ways to create a password and in general people use the one which is most convenient and easily remembered. Especially today, when we practically live most of our lives online, the need for passwords has increased by leaps and bounds. And understandably, remembering each one of them is a killer! So like most people, I too use the same password for most sites as it means that I have to remember only one. And whenever I’m prompted to change the same, I simply rearrange the alphabets, characters and numbers.

For the longest time, my password symbolised the most important relationship in my life – that with my then boyfriend and now husband & father of my child! We’ve known each other for 21 years and if I were to believe the author’s sentiments, then perhaps typing that password over and over again, every day, has also unconsciously ‘motivated’ me to work on our relationship and kept us going! This concept is substantiated by the fact that as part of the basic methodology of creating passwords, most sites insist that the password be ‘strong’. I’ve never thought of it like that but perhaps, the strength of my password is reflective in us being together for so long.

Digging deeper, I realised that being an ardent life blogger and managing three personal blogs (Pottsandpan, FirstFlush & Greater Heights) and writing for some others, I’ve never used the same password for these blogs. I wondered why!

Could it be because these blogs ascribed to a different side of my personality? They moved beyond the ‘we’ and reflected more, my innermost thoughts and personal views and opinions. These were my identities outside the marriage and set societal norms.

Then another thought struck!

My blog Pottsandpan discusses marital and relationship issues, then why didn’t I use the same password for this site? After all, it is based on my understanding and personal experiences of the institution. It highlights the different facets of my relationship with my ‘man’; then why wasn’t “the password” an obvious choice? Perhaps because deep down, the topics I discuss and share are attempts on my part to work out my personal relationship issues. When I write about something, I believe it is important and has impacted my life, therefore it should to be addressed as it can help others who read about it. Simultaneously, using examples of relationships from within my friends and family circle also helps to explore other aspects that I hadn’t thought of before. It’s not only fodder for my blog posts but also helps me to debunk myths, critically analyse people’s motivations and understand the reasons for particular responses. I find human behaviour most fascinating to explore and study.

And I’m human too! So, I do also accept that during certain tough and trying times, I have actually changed my password on a whim. It has been my way to prioritise a particular sentiment, or express anger (to myself more than others!) or just tell myself, that other than me, nothing else matters. But, I’ve also on numerous occasions gone back to using the same password!

Was it just a habitual quirk or an attempt to unconsciously strengthen the bond of togetherness? Or was it simply an easy way out?