Conversations with self on a very public forum like a blog. Is that what I am trying to do? I dont know. (I think you are going to read this line very often ... sometimes i think the line should be "i dont know so i have to exist".)

But I do know that I have started this blog with the aim of establishing a chronical of the life that I live. I am not a huge advocate of chronicals. At least, so far I haven't been. I have never managed to fill two consecutive pages in any diary. I doubt I have managed to fill two pages in some diaries at all. The diaries given to me dont have much to write in their dieries. The diaries given to my diaries wont have ......... ad infinitum, ad nauseum ... :).

So why this sudden urge to start a blog, you may ask. Lets say I am just curious about the whole thing. Someone told me writing is a cathartic experience so that also figures somewhere. Ofcourse I dont know what is it that I want to purge from my life. Sometimes I think that there are so many things I dont know about myself that I wonder if others know ANYTHING about me. I would be surprised.

This post, being the first post, is supposed to be something special. But I am not even sure what I should write. I dont want to end up giving an introduction to myself as that seems very corny. Hopefully something about me will be discovered as this blog goes on.

Anyway, I have dithered long enough trying to find something special to say. So probably I should just publish this without saying anything special. Here it goes ...

"Bas ke dushwaar hai har kaam ka aasaaan hona,
aadmi ko bhi mayssar nahin insaaan hona"
~I like gaalib.