Today, I shall write the "art and science" of my blogging. Everyone has one or other reason in penning down the thoughts.... lemme list it out to myself. First of all, I know that I just started this yesterday and nobody out there is reading it....so more or less it is like writing a diary, "writing and talking to myself..." I've always been at ease with texting rather than talking , I find it easy to express myself. when somebody is there , it is a two way process, It makes me concerned about how the person at other end is taking it , how he or she is reacting to it, do they become judgemental or not. it is always about how my words are perceived and accepted. I end up modifying my talk according to the receiving end. So ultimately it is all about what others want to hear .....there is very less me while I'm talking. But the mute background , the loneliness and the freedom to be brutally truthful in writing drags me to the world o...
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First post. It has been three months in Muscat! Yes, that goes with an exclamation mark, because not even in my wildest dream I had the plan of coming here, or coming out of India. It just happened, and I call it 'makthoob'...as in Alchemy. To people who would ask me 'any abroad plans?', I would say...'Oh, no...NEVER'. But all of a sudden I decided it one day. May be that I just wanted to run away from my 'life', rather I would say that I just eloped one day leaving everything and everyone..... I wished I could get an amnesia, wanted to breathe some fresh air and start it all from square one....a new life, a new avatar... But life isn't that easy ever na...never it happens in the way that we expect. Its been always a struggle for me, and I know for most of the people out there , it's the same. Very few lucky ones have a cake walk, and i'm always jealous of them.. But no regrets, whether good or bad,i did it myself, with so much p...