It’s been a while since i have been wanting to write some fiction. Talking about your real life is good. But then fiction is what makes your heart race, fiction is what allows you to hallucinate. Or should I say, fantasize? I know I am more of a narrator, than a story teller. So, I decided to share a little incident in my life that not many people really know of. And well, let’s not consider Sakshi in the list. She’s been around for a long while, now.
So, the story is from a time when the movie Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge was still a rage. It was from the time when Jurassic Park had just released and people were still reading books about Stegosaurus, Diplodocus and the T-Rex. I used to live in a hostel. The city was Kolkata. The year was 1995. And I was just a 10 year old kid.
This blog is basically a chronicle of my life, and my emotions, since the time I first left home, in search of the oblivion, in quest of my ultimate goal. This blog has a lot of my memories that still manages to churn out a plethora of emotions within me, every time I wade through the cobwebs of my memory. While I was just a little teenager when I started with it, today I am in the transition phase of being a man of my own stature. And the journey still continues.
