always having wanted to write, my father's blog has for long been my passtime reading material when i needed something to ponder over. it was almost inevitable that i create a blog of my own. just a place to scribble out all the weird, outlandish thoughts that i end up having, at almost a daily basis.
today, while riding in the rain, parallel to my teacher (for the past year and half), i had this insane urge to create a blog. and within 2 hours its done and here i am at the laptop,typing away.
i dont know, maybe i will never know, what made me do it but it could have been anything. the weather, the expression on my teacher's face as he got bone-drenched in the rain(the age difference forgotten), the rain on my face and running down my back in ice-cold droplets or maybe just the fascinating idea of writing which has been a refuge for a long time.
today, while riding in the rain, parallel to my teacher (for the past year and half), i had this insane urge to create a blog. and within 2 hours its done and here i am at the laptop,typing away.
i dont know, maybe i will never know, what made me do it but it could have been anything. the weather, the expression on my teacher's face as he got bone-drenched in the rain(the age difference forgotten), the rain on my face and running down my back in ice-cold droplets or maybe just the fascinating idea of writing which has been a refuge for a long time.
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