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A promise to myself has finally been kept.. a full month after deciding to do something about it, i have managed to keep my word to myself and to those wonderful friends who have been egging me on to...start writing...

So, i have started writing... but suddenly find myself short of words, and of things to say...a rarity for me, who can, in the words of my late cousin, have "a full fledged conversation with a log of wood..."

I always wanted to keep a diary when i was in my teens, but as it is with teenagers, the stuff one writes, is not necessarily the stuff one wants to share with others, so the idea remained just that-an idea..and then life took over... exams, more exams, work, family...and the desire to write kept being swept below the carpet as there was always something more urgent to do..

But here i am, waiting to share my random thoughts with anyone who will care to listen..oops i mean read.

The random thoughts that occupy my mind today are of the exhausted calm after days of non-stop television watching as i, like most in my country, followed with horror the unfolding of a badly produced, badly directed and gory 'theatre of the absurd'...how could this happen..i ask myself..but get no answers...

Time they say, heals everything..and i am waiting to exhale, to feel the breeze and enjoy the winter which has also decided to delay its arrival here...