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An Introduction to the Writer

"Another blogger. Pooh!"
"Oh! not again.."
"Not interested. duh!!"

Yeah, well.. you are entitled to your opinion. Seriously! Just as much as Jyotiraditya Scindia is. (29/05/13)

Okay, let us get down to the basics then.
NOTE: This piece is entitled to changes as per the whereabouts of the writer.

Who am I?
If you are looking for things such as my name, etc, you don't need to look far. It's all here! -->
But if you are not, then this blog is where you get to know me. And I you, hopefully!

What do I do?
Studying @IIT_Madras. A premier technological institute of India.

What do I love?
Optimization.
Playing football.
Eating.

Why am I here?
I like to write, express and communicate. Another reason could be that I want to document myself. What better way than a blog, right? Makes it feel like a story. Also, if it helps someone out there reading this, that's my pleasure.
My views
Life is an experience I am very fortunate and deeply honored to be going through. Nothing better.

Age doesn’t matter! All that matters is how you spent all of those years. It’s the quality rather than the quantity that defines you. Regrets are a function of actions, not time. Everything is under your control, always.

Many more.. this post cannot do the job of the whole blog. Right?!

So, what am I going to tell you about?

 My thoughts/ views/ experiences/ creative endeavors/etc. In and Out. Everything! Anything else I missed? Would be glad to hear it.

Depends on how you receive it. It may be an advice for someone, an eye-opener, general knowledge some times, or may be just a story you might like to follow.
so,

WELCOME TO MY WORLD
(I hope you are here to stay)

 
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  1. subramaniam30 May 2013 at 08:00

    The site looks cool!!
    Am already waiting for your first post :) Good luck blogging :)

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