THE PARADOX BLOGGER

  It was that momentous day and I was ready for it. I found myself in front of the mirror, keenly analysing my own reflection. No I was not a narcissist. I was more intent on determining how much I had changed. Have I really changed? Have I not been the person I was supposed to be? Before I could answer my own questions, I heard the message tone of my phone. It was she and her message said - "Please try to be on time at least tonight. Else let me know, I will help myself with a cab." I replied back - "That won't be necessary. The cab is here already. Starting now. Be ready." I lifted my luggage and rushed to the cab outside.   Shall we directly go to the airport Sir? asked the driver. "No we have to pick someone on the way and then take us to airport." The driver nodded and the cab was on its way. "Someone"- I just referred to her as "someone". Is that what she will be for me after tonight? Is this truly ...

“Hello. Before you wonder who I am and why did I invade your privacy in this ludicrous manner, I want to tell you that I understand that this is the most uncivilized and discourteous way to start a conversation with some girl you have never known. The worst I could do was to take your phone number without your permission. I mean that is genuinely the worst way to approach a girl. But you have to know I had to send this message, to make my mind guilt free, to proudly reply to my conscience that at least I made an attempt and to win myself a conversation with you. I am sure all this is irrelevant and inconsequential for you but I want to confess that I may have practiced writing this message several times through several days. I might have visited your Facebook profile a few times. And I might have rehearsed a few times on how to cope up with the failure once I don't get any reply from you. But all these hardly diminish the fact that I have utmost respect for you and t...