Every now and then I wonder what my blog is about. I mean I have read various blogs across the spectrum talking passionately about an event which is publicly huge, politics , sports...getting the drift, but when I come back and read my posts, they all seem to lack a purpose to them, in the sense that my posts always revolve around myself, my misadventures , my likes , dislikes. But then again if its my blog, its got to be about me...anyways...so much for the random ramblings of an edgy mind.
Am in the middle of a stupidly extended long weekend here...even tomorrows a leave for me. Its Jan 1st today, beginning of yet another year...yet another set of 365 days of joys, disastors, victories, defeats and things we might never have seen before...ever.Time is a real funny thing, in the sense that it isn't something tangible, yet its omnipresent...twisting and moulding each and every life. For some its too fast, for some its too slow , for some its too bad, others too good, and there s no escape from it.None what so ever. This new year for me signifies a mammoth change, the end of an era so to say (the last line is courtesy FRIENDS). And it seems the enormity of the change has started to dawn upon me gradually, primary reason I guess for my edginess.
PS : I am wrapping up my nomadic belongings in jersey for a month...India here I come.
