The justification

Friends, Humans, Earthmates,
If u hv arrived to read this page, i thank u.

To start with, this is my virgin attempt to pen down my thoughts in a public space. In private, of course, i hv bn doing it for quite some time. Then why this sudden enthusiasm to burst into public space. Well, nothing in special. Just to get onto the bandwagon, calld 'Blogging'.

The freedom of anonymity here lets me speak my heart out, stuff that some of which, i havent spoken to myself in years.

But first things first. Lets get done with my identity. Well i'm an indian. Just like the teeming 'one-in-every-six' earthling. Ok, lets zoom in slightly, a 20-something middle-class-indian. Does tht make it easy? Nope, i guess.

There are so many like me, yes thats the point, but arent we supposd to be all unique? Even the minutest detail on my being doesnt help uniquely identify me from the huge lot, struggling to keep their presence felt, making all efforts to stay afloat.

Now, when your wishes, dreams, nightmares are shared by everyone around you, its difficult to find anything unique amongst your attempts, isnt it? Well what separates you i guess is the percentage of those imagined reality you attain or fail to attain.

Neway, enough of the gloomy lecturesque dialogues.

Would like to sign off today, bt before that the justification of the name you find: 'incomplete idiot'. Well, i read it once in a comic strip: "I'm not a complete idiot, some parts are missing."

Its funny, and, in a way, sarcastic. I found this suits me. Well, if you ask me, does being idiot require special parts, i'm unaware; even more clueless, if i hv to tell whether i lack those parts.
But yes, i steer clear of the IQ score required to b an idiot. So, i guess, u wont b bored if u drop in once in a while. ;-)

BBye, Take care. C u later