The meeting point

The meeting point represents the intersecting lines of our lives. Our lives with their own path and with just brief moments of interaction with someone who is on a different path but who, for that one moment of time, is at the same place, together. But just for that brief moment. What can i say, i love Mathematics and even if some rudimentary principle of mathematics can transcend into my life and my interpretations, then nothing better than that. 

So, everything here is me-centric. Well my life so I am the centre. Or my blog and I am the centre. Well whatever way you look at it, it is going to be me-centric. But that does not mean that you cannot relate to it. After all, it’s not like I am living in a cocoon and that what I feel no one else has ever felt or what I am going through no one else has ever gone though. Haven’t you heard the song, Mera Kuch Saama Tumhare Paas Rakha Hai. I wrote a piece on it a while back which said that although this song was written by Gulzar, god knows when and it related to a completely different situation and set of persons and plot, I could still relate to the song. And similarly, I am sure that some aspect of my life can be related with by you too.

This is the first time I am doing this. Talking to you, the reader, instead of just talking to myself. But I just got this urge, mostly it’s driven by my desire to type on the keyboard, but lets’ not go into that right now. So, yeah, I got this urge to explain myself. And now lets’ not go into why I am explaining myself and stuff like that. As I said, it’s my life, my blog and I can write whatever I want and be explanatory if that is what I want to be. So I am being. Is it because I want approval or put to rest the cynicism that my blog is so ‘me-centric’? Maybe. But for that I am presuming that people have read my blog. And they don’t, not in a large number. So yeah, it’s for the handful of you out there, including me when I want to read what I have written and see how beautiful it really looks.