In the making

a million little pieces of I are scattered over the universe. a million little moments of this life of mine, must be collected here. one day I will meet myself and you will meet yourself. and we'll try to feel the same, together. this is a preparation, a note, an expectation, a hope and letter to the one and the unknown

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Name: Manveer Grewal
Location: Chandigarh, India

Aged 21, Born 18 September (1700 hours if you must know), Student of Bachelor of Arts (hardly), Resident of Chandigarh (gladly), an AIESECer (madly), a wanna-be cyclist, a mumbo-jumbo philospher, a silent unsocial introvert also a yap-yap 'where is the party tonight' extrovert, aspiring Psychologist/ Agriculturist/ Educationist/ Film maker/ Global Nomad/ Revolutionist, a growing up kid to his parents, Mr-I-am-going-to-change-the-world-or-something to himself and scared of heights,& a wanderer who knows, sometimes.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Nothing in my way, not

As a twenty year old, I am highly inconsistent, and at the end of the day, someone who just 'glides' through life (its not always so pleasant as the word glide may suggest, but in retrospect the past as a whole just seems like a blur, but if you look at certain phases, it becomes too complex)

One of my favourite quotes is " Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to be left alone, if you look at their pieces, they go away". Perhaps past is one such 'thing'

For about a month now, I have been upto nothing. Which has been irritating and liberating.

.... ( incomplete, like almost everything I do :)

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