I have started this blog with the intention of knowing myself better. I was never a diary writer, although I often penned short stories, and poems. But that was the time, the good times...since last so many years (I don't remember exactly) I have stopped writing. But however, due to a renewed sense of despondency at having that lung oppressing sense of loneliness, due also to the lack of communication from the other side on Facebook (which somehow makes me feel, I keep screaming screaming my mind, others play CIA...never replying, nor liking...Facebook may kindly put a dislike button too, at least that will make people like us understand that we had an audience) and also due to my loneliness and time at hand I felt like starting this blog.
I have often been told that people don't have the time to read my ideas, at least over Facebook. We Indians specialise in the art of rudeness, such things are conveyed directly to us, at the name of name blatant honesty. I guess, why arn't other things which are really of some credit never conveyed to us. Jealousy??
Anyways, let me end it now.....I will keep writing here. Bye for now
I have often been told that people don't have the time to read my ideas, at least over Facebook. We Indians specialise in the art of rudeness, such things are conveyed directly to us, at the name of name blatant honesty. I guess, why arn't other things which are really of some credit never conveyed to us. Jealousy??
Anyways, let me end it now.....I will keep writing here. Bye for now
