Three Years On

That gentle wisp of feathery breeze,

That turn of his face to look at you,

That smile in return he waits for,

That smile keeps on playing on your lips.

So I have missed the birthday post for my blog yet again, by half an hour this time. Three years ago yesterday, I thought I would just start a blog for fun and see where it would take me to. Before long, what became clear was that I was not much of a writer; while I would have liked to be one, I was, and still am, too guarded to give away a part of my soul to share with a reader, as all brilliant writers do. Good writing makes you feel and empathize, and to do that requires the writer to share his emotions, digging deep within and bringing these emotions out, sharing with someone else. It becomes sort of an emotional investment where you place trust and faith in those you share these secrets with. Until I find it within me that willingness to share, or until I meet someone who can break down these walls of mine, until then I will keep everything to myself.

That said, I have a paper due in 16 hours and once again, I am nowhere near being done. 2 papers, 4 exams, 2 weeks to graduation. :)

PS: Have created a new site to hold all my photos from now on. :)