Dunno what I am writing...........an introduction which is most likely to appear in my diary entries, mails, scribblings etc. My first fore into the world of blogging couldn't have been any different.
To begin from the beginning i guess is the best way to begin. Well i can start with my name, my birth date, my work, my favourite actors( no clue as to why you may want to know that), my interests etc...I can tell you my day's routine which starts at 6(yes 6 A.M! for those who think only morons wake up that early) with coffee, then i get ready to leave home for office, reach office at 10.30(well not really), leave office for home at 5.30(well..), read a little, watch t.v, go to sleep, wake up next day at 6 and so it goes....... Yet the colour of my toothbrush(that's what i start my day with and had it not been for a very dear friend i would have taken for granted that everyone did the same), my antics and activities(crying to acting to laughing to cooking up stories) in my favourite closed space which is also popularly known as a bathroom, the hours that i spend staring at the tiny little insects(laal pipre), conversations with my very dear pillow, would most certainly not be captured. These tiny little incidents, expressions, feelings which are most often than not ignored when one writes about greater things in life(the word great of course is relative and thereby subject to change), things that might seem insignificant to those who in their so called pursuit to know you and to those who in their so called pursuit to make themselves known, would highlight facts such as actors, brands they own, the work and the pay packets, awards and accolades etc etc...........not a bad thing at all. Yet that which is ignored, the little things one does in their day to day life, are probably things that reflect the real self, the real you. Its this real self which is difficult to capture and portray when one writes about oneself....
I would therefore not introduce myself..............
To begin from the beginning i guess is the best way to begin. Well i can start with my name, my birth date, my work, my favourite actors( no clue as to why you may want to know that), my interests etc...I can tell you my day's routine which starts at 6(yes 6 A.M! for those who think only morons wake up that early) with coffee, then i get ready to leave home for office, reach office at 10.30(well not really), leave office for home at 5.30(well..), read a little, watch t.v, go to sleep, wake up next day at 6 and so it goes....... Yet the colour of my toothbrush(that's what i start my day with and had it not been for a very dear friend i would have taken for granted that everyone did the same), my antics and activities(crying to acting to laughing to cooking up stories) in my favourite closed space which is also popularly known as a bathroom, the hours that i spend staring at the tiny little insects(laal pipre), conversations with my very dear pillow, would most certainly not be captured. These tiny little incidents, expressions, feelings which are most often than not ignored when one writes about greater things in life(the word great of course is relative and thereby subject to change), things that might seem insignificant to those who in their so called pursuit to know you and to those who in their so called pursuit to make themselves known, would highlight facts such as actors, brands they own, the work and the pay packets, awards and accolades etc etc...........not a bad thing at all. Yet that which is ignored, the little things one does in their day to day life, are probably things that reflect the real self, the real you. Its this real self which is difficult to capture and portray when one writes about oneself....
I would therefore not introduce myself..............
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