I was led to believe that I was born about this time of year over four decades or so ago. There is this moment in time when one gets to ponder what their life has been and that day is their birthday. That if memory serves can be an interesting exercise esp not knowing what the future holds because - 1. No one knows what is round the corner; 2. What is round the corner or at an angle from the corner may or may not be as exciting or worthwhile as what already has been. Now I am told that I was extracted from my mother's womb by an aunt who specialized in such matters and assigned a name which in Sanskrit (language) translates to the "Dawning". A lot of things true to that nomenclature are still dawning on me so all is well there. While it can be said that the first two decades I was growing up I was in India the latter couple plus to date were in America, where I continued growing except laterally. I plan to address that as part of the coming fe...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!