So here I am. In my own space, to speak all the rubbish I can. There are too many words all around me. Words, that need to be arranged. Words, that have longed to create meanings, emotions, may be even fantasies. And thats all I have. Words.
As I set off on a journey that I wish to continue (I am so good at discontinuing things at my whims), heres a bit of me that I can share. I find this "bit of myself" in all that I love - in the music that sends me into raptures, in the seas and the shores that I dream to explore, in the books that give me company, and last but not the least, in the myriad trivia of everyday life.
As I walk down the winding lanes that take me through memories and aspirations, agonies and ecstasies, people and places; I wish to leave my footprints ....... here.
