Myself

The Bond with myself

I want to keep my first post as simple as possible. And so I thought, perhaps an introduction of myself would do.
When it comes to describin myself, I shun parallels, cliches, oxymorons etc. I am not a bird, no. I am not a mountain, no. I am not a flowing river, no. I am just myself, sans comparisons or contrasts. At the same time, I am not 'different' or hatke. I am very much like most girls you come across on a street or in a restaurant. I laugh when I feel like, smile when I want to, dance when you play my music, shopping excites me.
I am an ordinary girl, the girl-next-door types if you will, who loves writing, music, history, art, music, or perhaps anything else that transports her to a different world or gives her enough space to connect with herself.
It may shock you, but birds and insects make me happy. I am friends with them, I feel. It gives me immense pleasure to see an insect crawl, and when a bird rests on the fance of my balcony, I want to shake hands with it, smile at it. This takes me to a different conversation altogether! Why do we chain dogs? Is it fair to tie them to a collar? Do they not feel strangled? Humanistic, yes. I am a bit too compassionate and too much of a human being, so much so, that at times, I feel out of place!
The smallest of things can make me sad, but on the flip side, a pizza, a stimulating discussion, or holding hands with someone special can make me happy.
I understand myself quite well, but haven't been able to figure out if I am materialistic. Perhaps not, for it is an affectionate gesture that makes me happier than a costly gift, or whatever you call it.
Why am I here? Will keep it plain. I love writing. It is who I am. Give me a roomful of noisy people, and give me a pen and a paper (I wouldn't mind a computer/ laptop either), and I'd write like no one's reading. That's what writing does to me.
Anyway, perhaps I should go now. This was just a brief idea of who I really am. Likethere is more to everyone, there is a lot more to me too. But for now, creating this blog and writing my first post has done the needful- that is, quieten the storm that was raging within me. I sign off, smiling.
And sorry for having a cliche for my first post! But it was necessary!