and here it begins...

i have always wanted to have a blog..write a blog...but i still dont know what took me so long..but then its never too late anyways..for anything..thats how the adage goes..so today of all days i thought i should begin..nothing auspicious about today..oh ofcors it's or (was) i created the blog past midnight..mom's birthday..but what do i really write..nah not about myself..or whats going on in my life either..
may be about where i stand..no its nothing as dramatic as standing at the cross roads of life....am sailing along..wid some concrete plans (though flexible)...but thats not what i want to write about either..i think its PAul...WHOZ PAUL..Paul is this character from D.H Lawrence's Sons and Lovers...he is a lad of 22 and torn between his love for his mother and a friend..miriam..but thats not the point..Paul has this peculiar nature..what he loves he begins to hate...and he denied his emotions which are but so obvious..and somwhere its also his mother and the family conditionaing...but here is this Paul..who is so creative..who paints and bakes ..and is so keen on meeting Miriam and when he meets her he hates her..but what he hates baout her ,,he knows not..or is it because his mother hates her so he hates her...
such mixed emotions..of love..hate..anger..pain..confusion..perplexity..all witin a soul and mehanisms developed to fight each one of them...i wonder at time...human beings are much more comples then these bacterias or viruses..we are higher beings after all..but of what use is this pedestal if there is this constant wear and tear of the mind..of the heart and of the soul..but then who else is capable of such self introspection...whereevr it might lead eventually..and how does that matter..now thats something interesting agian.."how does it ..dat ..or anything matters"..but i will deal with that in a seperate blog..
hmm..so here goes my maioden blog...and am happy..
quote for the day: "find happiness in small things..like a steaming cup of coffee.."