Redeemed !

When I read 5point someone of Chethan Bhagat I admired the way he had written it. I always admired the way authors like him came up with stories that are so close to us. We find the characters in those stories so real and feel like knowing them from somewhere around us. We could find so much familiarity in those characters but won't come up with stories like they do or produce anything close to that. We have barricaded all our senses but those people observe the world around them and use it in their stories. They might have molded their senses by associating each one of us with their characters. Let me also start viewing the world like they do and see the change, my change in perspective brings to me ....Let me find my protagonist

It is easier to say something. I just proved that right here. I know,I am not much of a raconteur. I am not good at describing anecdotes. My friends tell me that I beat around the bush a lot. I'm doing the same thing here too .OK let me come to the point now.
Seedhi Baat No Bakhwaas. Blog it is..

When i made up my mind to start blogging, two factors made me keep the idea at bay for a while. I doubted my writing skills and I couldn't figure out where to start it.

What ever you do in your life you will certainly leave trails, by which people remember you and those trails will form your identity and so is the case with writing. After leading a life of complete disorder till now why should I bother about a good start or think of bringing about an order to it..
So be it..

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