Before I tell you who I am and how I feel, I’d like to tell you what I’m not: A WRITER. Well yes, I said it and having said that in the first line itself I feel like I may have made you doubt your decision of coming here. Well, I don’t regret mine. Its been a while since I’ve been feeling this way and after much contemplation and a hell lot of procrastination, decided to pen my feelings (the digital way). Although being the first kid comes with a lot of benefits, I couldn’t be the only one who thinks it has way more disadvantages. Somehow, being the eldest wasn’t enough, I had to be the more stubborn one, the more atheist one, the more rebellious, the socially awkward, the unkind one. There are times when I pity my parents, that I turned out this way. NO, don’t get me wrong; I like me and I think I’m pretty fine (winks). Its them (especially my mother) who feels sad about it and hence I feel sad that she feels sad for doing such a bad job. That’s too many ‘sad’s in a sentence
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Hello readers, I'm here to share bits and pieces of my life with you. Things from travel, to poetry to illogical rants. You will find everything here, stay tuned!