It wasnt a boring job but it was a tough one and the end result of course was that i still cant figure out the real me :P
Nothing strange as i m not one of those saints who sit for yrs and try to search within them the soul and all that crap:P
so i started my so called job of understanding and knowing myself.......
the first thing that i did was took a full scape paper and started to write what cuisine do i like ???
alas there wasnt a fixed one coz i believe my tongue needs novelty in taste for gods sake :P so i end up writing all cuisine(vegiie)!:P
then i come on clothing well that is something i neva wanna write abt coz those clothes that i like dont fit me and those i dont like i have to wear the :(
what abt my moods aah thats a utter nonsense coz my mood swings at the speed of light may be faster than that :P
so the so called adventure in finding who i m started getting on to my nerves and ultimately i just scribbled something in that piece of papyrus and threw it in the dustbin :P
so i decided neva to discover myself again :P
