the WRITER'S post

I can write but I do not want to be any author, I am not that passionate. I know, coz I have friends who are that passionate and talented. Passion is what drives the talent in you, but for me it is just a hobby. A way of venting feelings, coz although I talk a lot I am a very reserved person. I fiercely guard whom and what I call my own, includes my emotions.

Today, someone visited my blog and suggested I write a little more about the "ME" that he has seen and knows, as that would make the blog way more interesting and attract more people to read it. I thank you for your valuable opinion, it is important to me and so are you.

It has forced me to think on the subject of "perception “I am different for every person I know. It’s like the scenery changes when you move from one location to another, similarly, I also change. It is so strange, that barring a few similarities mostly the way two people perceive you would be completely different. I have thought about this and reached the conclusion that the reason would be that we are constantly judging people and categorizing them, in that process we only grasp a dominant feature of the individual and chose to ignore the others without assigning reasons. So then "Ï" become arrogant, clever, fat, stubborn etc. but "I “maybe, all and much more is lost.

Every coin has two faces and mostly only one is shown. Let people enjoy their space and not be pushed to feel that they are criminals for being how they are. So however offbeat I write, I cannot put here my personal space even if it is like a celebrity lifestyle I lead.

The next time you judge someone, be careful, you may be treading on someone's belief and confidence and degrading their value unnecessarily and also that we see what we are. I would also like to add, I am only going to write what I feel appropriate of sharing. If you know me then you know me, if you don't too bad, my blog would not tell you that.

The falling Child

All my life I have been a falling child with an attention deficiency syndrome. My mother's nightmare. Every single day she would dread, a new injury was on its way. I must have scrapped my knees and elbows at least a 100 times over and the cat and dog scratches excluded. But I have never broken a bone in my life. And as I grew older and the falling reduced, my mom was the happiest person, she had sailed through the worst years without a broken limb! Haash!!

At 27, when the child is no more a child and my Mom was having a relieved life, the big day came. I missed a step, fell and broke MY ANKLE: 2 CRACKS. And as soon as the doc said, PLASTER, ONE MONTH, the look on my Ma's face was that of disbelief and shock. There went down all her prayers, all these years, How would she get me down to sit still at one place for 30 DAYS.

Day 4 and I have been relaxing, reading books,writing this blog, facebook-ing, clicking pictures etc. This one is for you Mom, the chilled attitude, so I do not cause more stress to you. For u have been great and taking care forever.

I click a lot of pics and am social networking fan. I went to dance class and sat there, clicked everyone's pics and laughed. Whoever calls me or comes to meet tells me U ARE HAVING A BLAST! And actually, yes I am having a BALL OF A TIME, Compulsory resting at Home, with my sister's brings back memories of childhood and summer vacations. As it is the fall was not in my hands, but how I take it, is.. So i am having fun as much as I can. What has to be has to be, The trouble is in reacting to it, So here I am Smiling it away and partying and asking everyone to join in!!

And I would never recommend breaking a bone, especially your ankle, it is the most horrible thing ever.

So have fun and till next time Ciao!