Happy Anniversary

Well..it's been two months since I started rambling on the magical and fantastical - at times - world of Selfistan that I live in and it's been an 'interesting' (for lack of a better word) experience. Like I said in one of my earlier posts, perhaps the first one, I don't generally write blogs or diaries - and when I've attempted to do so, I've failed horribly.

But, that being said, it's been two months and I'm still at it, and have been writing relatively regularly - which is impressive, for me. And, honestly, I kind of enjoy it. Writing odd things that some people don't get, posting random sayings that people agree/disagree with and then write comments, rambling about my life, ranting about things I cannot stand - it's been fun, definitely.

I guess, Selfistan has allowed me to become more introspective, has allowed me to ponder about 'me' and about 'existence' and about all the other varied questions I have about life and everything that comes with it. As two months of Ramblings from Selfistan and two decades of my fledgling life come to a close, I can only hope that both continue, uninterrupted, for a long time. If I get bored of the first, I've only to stop writing. And hopefully, the first will dissuade me from getting bored with the second. But, having read the stuff in here, you've probably figured out that getting bored and annoyed with the second will take a long time.

I'm pretty good at amusing myself (post #3 i think).

Anyway, back to readings on Kashmir and the first Indo-Pak war. But before that, ponder this wonderful quote by Marcel Proust.

Les vrais paradis sont les paradis qu'on a perdus.

True paradise is the one that you have lost.

That's it for now...ciao, adios, au revoir...and remember...to be born again, first you must die

~me