It is a long due for a post here. I pondered to me, why do I have to write? When I start writing a post, I didn't know what and how I am going to take the post forward. But I have the nerve to start writing the first line. Then on, words and lines have to flow out of me.
Writing is a beautiful expression of oneself. When I reflect on my writings in the blog, I see all my recollections, feats and nonsense :) living in front of eyes glowingly.
In writing, I see the life's journey from where I was to where I am. When I was some kid in small town in south India, I fantasize future as a sci-fi one where flying cars and bullet trains. Now, when I see my reality definitely we have travelled so far but we are not yet there.
This reality is not fundamentally different from where I was. it doesn't mean my world doesn't change. I have seen some magnificent peaks, picturesque landscapes, engineering wonders and living in world's most visited city. But fundamental aspect of wh…
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