When matters get out of hand, they need intervention. I suppose its a safe thumb rule which can be applied to anything, ranging from our daily lives to international politics.
Most probably, I'm not going to discuss international politics here. One good reason being that mankind has been blessed by the presence of people like Noam Chomsky.
'Matters' have been getting terribly out of hand for me of late, and so someone intervened. The person advised me that since I have exhausted all my options and ideas of calming my restless and tortured mind, I might as well try writing about it. After all, it is a proven way.
So, after a Herculean effort of getting over my inhibitions about writing, here I am, starting my blog. Earlier I thought a lot on what to name it, my first instincts being of giving it a name which would be 'cool' and 'awesome'. But somewhere down the line I realized, who exactly am I kidding? I read a very wise quote once, "We are what we pretend to be, so we should be careful about what we pretend to be."
Enigmatic Arnab? I don't think so. I behave mysteriously yet I am predictable. I defy all stereotypes yet seem like everyone else. Nobody understands me completely. Even I don't know myself. I am just Abstruse Arnab.
I'll try my best not to make it a dumping ground of my daily frustrations. Rather I hope this blog transfers them to other intended persons, if by chance they happen to read it. Criticisms and comments are welcome, along with the answers I so desperately seek.
