Wrote so much....but never wrote about myself. Today, on a not so beautiful Sunday morning, got sometime to talk to myself and so thought of writing about myself for a change. Well, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this Sunday to call it a not to beautiful Sunday other than the fact that I didn't step outside my room since morning to look at its beauty. After a long time, I did spend a day with no one else but myself. I sat and completed my assignment, but those were not sufficiently sufficient to keep me occupied enough. When done with all work, thought of speaking to myself today. Long time since I last listened to my heart. All interviewers' have a favourite question, always-"Tell us about yourself" and all interviewees have a per-defined answer to that question. I have one too....but I actually am a bit more than that answer simply. What am I? Who am I? I am a dreamer! I am a philosopher. Well, actually thinking of it in a not so poetic way, I am ...
A rough draft of all my thoughts....