I had never even in my wildest of dreams thought I would be writing a blog one day.But here I am with my laptop on my ‘lap’ ,cuddled cozily in my hotel room in Los Angeles thinking and thinking on what topics I should write my blogs on.Not that I cant think of one but its a problem of plenty.There are so so many things bamboozing my mind right now.Should I write about ‘How Indians are percieved in US’ or on ‘Indias Tour of australia’ or ‘the difference in the work culture of India and the US’ or on Indias most sought but seldom spoken of debate -’ Love or Arranged Marriage ‘.
Well since all topics are diverse from one another and I couldnt pick one to start with ,so I took a clue from a friends blog that is to put in words just whatever comes to mind and I have now written over 150 words without even having a topic to write about.Now the first thing that strikes me is that a few things which my mind dwelves into might not be music to everyone and things like what would somebody think if he comes to know of my views on a particular topic.But I cant limit my thoughts and for all those who know me well would know it just wouldnt be me if I would not speak what I think and confine my views.My idea of a blog is to have my views ,my ideals,and my mind in words written in this space made just for me.In other words this is What I am written in words.
This is enough for the moment .Kitna lega log mera yeh sab padhke.Since not too many days back could I not stop myself from become hysterical on reading shubho’s blogs but there was one which he wrote on his birthday which was really a wonderful read and to his credit brought back all those memories ,those wonderful most cherished moments of my life the days spent with the people I love most ,my life at my alma mater B.I.T.
It also comes to mind that Daddy would be very happy if he ever comes across my blogs since he has been telling me from since I was a kid to write diary entries.Blogs are not exactly diaries but are pretty close to it.Arent they?
