“Waqt rehta nahin kahin tik kar, iski aadat bhi aadmi si hai”.
Just an attempt to travel with changing time and people.
If ever I write an autobiography, it will be certainly called “Talking to Myself”. So here I am talking to myself and trying to understand life, movies, book and just about anything. I am no Superman or for that matter, even the latest superhero ‘Krrish’ neither do I claim to be an intellectual.
What I write is what I see everything around me and of the people around me. I have the habit of talking to myself.
I am a very unique person; same as others. I have my problems, my anger, my weakness, my strength, my questions, my answers, my queries, my search, my ego, my victories, my defeats and my experiences. I try to remain sane in the midst of all this. I don’t know how much I succeed and maybe I don’t want to know. I don’t want to find the truth about life or the ultimate goal about living a life. All I know that it’s a journey through all this and all I get is a stupid experience.
Most of the people I personally know, have not read any of this nor do I want to tell them. If they know knowingly or unknowingly, I don’t hide either. As Popeye said “I yam what I yam”.
For people who know me personally and think they know me better now or think that they have uncovered my secrets or my life, think again. I don’t claim that myself too.
I feel that this blog has a lot of ‘I’ and that makes me think as very selfish but then its one place where I can be ‘I’. Its one place where I try to find the real ‘I’. Hope I suceed!
For others who don’t know me personally and wonder who the guy behind the stupid blog really is?
Look around you; I may have just walked past you on the streets today and you did not even look at me.
P.S. Full2 Faltu means completely crap in Mumbaiya Slang! Do not take the blog seriously.