Whenever I am Asked to pen down else tell about myself , my senses just go awry. With no idea what to and what not to jott, the plane sparkling piece of white paper gives me goosebumps!
From where to start and with what to end consistently reminds me of the fact that i, though knowing myself, just can't express.( chance given, would run to attend classes in creative writing but i guess thats gonna be a pun intended on me. Just can't help it man ! lol)
It's said a person knowing what he wants out of his life proves to be a forte for his promising life and career but here on the contrary i had been always clear with what i never wanted rather than that what i wanted.
I really don't have an idea in particular for what am i penning down all this (in fact typing...gosh !! who cares!), may be this exercise could turn out to be a positive note on the path of knowing myself more considering all that i am writing as a masterpiece for reference .
I have always wished to live a meaningful life ( after all who doesn't want to?? ) where I really can struggle and fight with my inner self to the extreme in order to be capable of earning my own bread. From the very beginning whether at home or may it be school i have been mostly spoonfed from a silver platter. Though i am not dis appreciating this fact as it has always taught me that some or the other time i would definitely learn to exercise my grey cells and get them charged for the time of crisis, those crisis from which i never wish to run away from but instead welcome them with open hands into my life !!
