Hand-to-heart, I am just a rhyme-less, crash-landed before take-off, poet.
Sometimes I scribble, on a piece of paper or a notepad, some random thoughts, on the way I see, perceive and react to life, my dreams and my realities, reflections on the days gone by & the life to come, of the people I meet and those I left behind, that's where this blog basically comes from.
I have a day job that doesn't give me long nights; unpretentious and honest people attract me like magnets; I am a one recipe for everything cook, who thrives on self-praise; sometimes I get all tongue tied, which means either I almost love you or I find it disdainful to even talk to you; the one female who has loved me back is my car; I can be uncouth and smooth, awkward and at ease, sometimes even simultaneously; I laugh at myself; I strongly relate to Hesse's Siddhartha and his quest, and yes I don't take anything I say seriously, I have seen too many of my opinions change.
I am often found :
- Making attempts at humor with mostly mixed results
- Loitering at nights to watch the stars
- Clicking photos of clouds, water, and the sun
- Dreaming of a 'perfect escape'
