MY CULMINATION-till i collapse...

Chapter 1-The Smithereens

I know its never quite amusing reading someone's blog unless he/she is a hot-shot.Well in that case,i consider it as a challenge to bring up my story to all of you in a prudish manner.The reason of me starting to write this blog is my resentment about the wrong things happening all around the world and me being a part of some of them.But the deeds i did were all because of the circumstances back then & am still smitten by each one of those.I surely don't want myself sound like a hermit but in my short little life i came across a lot of people in the form of friends,enemies & even acquaintances who knowing or unknowingly took me one step closer to my raison d'etre.I hereby write this article on behalf of all those people who just like myself think that we should all stay docile untill we get a real epitaph for ourselves.
Before starting to verbalize the tsunami of thoughts in my mind,allow me to introduce to you the actual me.I know its none of your interests,but its my article & i can write whatever i want :-).By the way this is real me:-"Satire grilled inside the docile layers of my mind".I am a die hard music lover & a head banger(when no one is watching) & in these days of my seclusion,music is one thing that has kept me going.I am a jack of all trades who moons about "what would it be like ?".I mean its a game that i play to satisfy my whims.Its like if i've seen a super hero flick or a cool game of tennis or something,i surely will start visualising my self in that role for a while & then, just like an ordinary guy; i am the king of my factitious world.Well, thats pretty much of me that i would like to share with you & if you are really impressed,u can visit my orkut/facebook profile :-).
I would like to start my story from the time i hit puberty b'coz thats when i crossed the actual threshold of teenage and anyways its much more interesting than my childhood sagas which pretty much revolved around getting new hi-scores in video-games and playing cricket all day.My folks were just like the ideal parents who would irrigate their only child's mind with all the mannerism in the world & i still reap the fruits from the seed of goodness that they sowed in my mind every now and then but somthings you get by time ,failures and experience & thats what i would like to discuss with all of you over here.