Trying to understand Me

Writing here, on the blog is different from any other place that I write. There is a perfect knowledge that everything here will be read by the parents, teachers and anyone who cares enough to run my name through google.com. So, what do I say that makes sense for everyone, or maybe not. There is never a perfect answer, is there?

My plan for this space in the coming few days is to write about the things that I miss. I said things, and not people because people who are not there in our lives are not there for a reason. There is no reason to feel bad for their absence because this is the way life is, we all move on.

Again, i digress, things. We were talking about things. And of course, with things come memories. There are just too many memories in my head, because it is difficult to forget than to remember.

The very first memory I have is of being defiant. I don't remember what I did but I was punished for that be me being made to sit home and my sister was taken for a movie. Which movie was that? I don't really remember. But what I remember is saying sorry for the first time. It's a strange muddled memory in my head, but that's one of the earliest things that i can remember. School came much later. And there were some interesting incidents in school too.

That, tomorrow.