Hello everyone. To start with, I feel like writing something today. My first crush once told me I could become a good writer. Although she made this assumption on the basis of a few long texts which I created myself. By the way she's a bitch. First love makes you actually creative for sometime. You think you can create infinitely many things for that person if that makes them happy. If you get together, that is the end of your creative ambitions. And the interesting part is, if the anticipated and the dreams you saw all those days (and nights) doesn't come out to be true, your creative powers take leaps and bounds. You have to actually control them. Although there is no goddamn way in the Indian education system to acknowledge your imagination and creativity, I can say that I got some extent of it, and more than the majority of population. This is quite small size for a blogpost. You gotta give time to it. And be formal (huh good one!!). But right now this is it. Its shortage of time actually. You know hostellers are always hungry. And right now, you got it. Thanks if you read this piece. It was just "a first post". So it needed to be normal. You have to create a sane base to dwell on insane planes. Fine I hope I will be posting something else soon. :-)
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