All About DP

My mom says I am sleepy head. My dad believes he’s lost all hope in his only son. My childhood buddy says I am super like. My tigress finds me too mushy. My Inspiration says I am a thinker. My blog mates tell me I am the boy who dreamt too much. And finally my boss finds me god damned responsible.

What am I? Who am I? Where do I come from?

I am spirited, smirnoff flavored! I am often Floydish! I am forgiving! I am a rascal, but not a scoundrel! I am in love with the seas, and the star studded sky. I was in love with a beautiful doe eyed girl, and still in. I am a good friend, but never a better enemy. Sarcasm doesn’t come to me naturally. I am a computer half-literate.

I love sleeping late. I love pizzas and mud pies. I love joblessness when I am in office. I love writing about people who inspires me. I love silence. I love staying up late, contemplating. I love the Mary Jane. I love poetries, and café joints and sheeshas. I love coming home, and face book. Then there is the lonely guitar strums at 3 am in the night, Oh! I love that sound too!

I don’t hate any thing, but I don’t love gossips and peeping toms. I don’t love checked shirts, and monkey caps. Neither do I love the tropical summers. I don’t love a routine, a schedule, a government job or anything that sounds similar. I don’t like being “just like that”

I just know, I am yet to be a somebody. Let it be..for now!

I am I said… to no one there. — this was when Neil Diamond sang his blues!

I do dream … still…!

Last Updated: 10-Jan-2011.

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The author finds too many similarities with himself and the boy Calvin. Although a cold blooded techie, working with an Indian software MNC, the finer things of love and life fascinates him. Major portions of his work are about the things that inspires and pacifies. Politics and society too get a chance.