I wont call this a rebirth simply because I start blogging again..it sure wont make any sense since I was never born..forget being alive..
All these long…a couch potato on a not so comfy indian sofa and sipping on coffee and occasionally something fizzy…that is what life was for me..I will keep one sad phase out of this note and move on to something which happened right after that…
I moved to a megapolis…okay…the so called megapolis of india where everything including survival depends on how fast your reflexes are…an old schooler…and one hell of a lazy bone that I am…things took a while to move ahead…
and one day..sitting in the bus..on my way to work…stuck in traffic…annoyed with the heat and the horrid scent of my neighbours deo, i just had on thought in mind
“What the heck am I doing with my life???”
Thought its time for a change…and wola..what did I do…sweepy creep..NOTHING as usual
but when you are born..you are just not ready for that long jump…but its a promise I am making to myself…I will jump off the cliff of reluctancy and fear…no gliders or no ropes…but just hopes to make me feel and float alive..