The Beginning

An entry to a new world - the bloggers' world. I know that I am a late entrant but till this time I didn't feel like blogging my way. At one point of time I used to rather dislike blogging but now the time has come when I feel if it is the way then this is the way and blogging that is.


As a first day note, I feel my blog is poorly edited with no proper "about me", some gadgets (don't know what they are) and some other descriptions but I feel I will be able to enrich my blog with the scribbles that I keep on jotting down now and then, here and there. Writing is the best way to know how you are feeling. I have experienced how much nice I feel every time I pen down things which are running haphazardly on my mind.


Thoughts, feelings, ideas are transient but powerful. When they come to your mind, they engross you into themselves, make you run after them, if you are successful you are happy but if you ain't there comes the dilemma. You don't know whether to move ahead or stop. And whatever you do, you feel this is not the way it should have been.


A confused mind has all such thoughts which I am having right now. Confused am I? Yeah a bit.. because I am going against what everyone is advising me to do. But if I go theirs' way I can't justify myself later on. So it's good to be me, it's good to be stubborn and it's good to be foolish at times.


I just hope my stay in this world would be creative and satisfying. Till the time I feel my feelings and my writings are gelling well I am here or else I am gone. So my stay can be a permanent one or a temporary one depending on... on... on my mood. That's that! :D

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