Some people think, some people write and some people blog. Before a day or two, I was none of them. I always used to be creative, my poems and stories well-celebrated amongst family, friends and teachers. As a kid, my reading talent was appreciated and awarded with precious books. Lately though, I hadn’t done any of those, without a conscious realization of it. A couple days ago, I was at a friend’s house for an after-party. The guys wanted to have a couple more drinks and I really wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. I saw a few books lying by the bed. I asked for a suggestion – to which book was more worthy of immediate reading. He picked this particular one out and as I read it, I did not realize when tears sneaked into my eyes and extended to my cheeks. Somewhere within, I realized. I realized that amidst this jungle who people call ‘Routine’, I had gotten lost somewhere on some random street. I realized how all these days, I had isolated myself from ‘ME’! So then, I decided to blog… Blog not for others to read or interpret, but blog to remind me of ‘MYSELF’ when I resent to do so consciously. It was only then, that I realized how much I missed ‘ME’ Here is one for ‘ME’ and for all those like ‘ME’… Cheers!