Body Electric: Tribute to Self

The Kishore Kumar in me beats my Manna Dey hollow on most days. I am the King of the Hill, even when I am the only one in the tournament. More often than not, that is how it is. I am contented and productive by myself. I am yet to know what boredom is, and given the years I have clocked, it seems more and more unlikely I will ever find out. I am a perfectionist and a control freak, and would rather do something myself than risk having to tell someone that it could have been done better. I over-aspire and challenge my limitations as a habit. Sometimes, it tells on the nerves. Why do I do it then? Because that is who and how I am now. Because who and how I am pleases me now.

(c) Sandeep Ingilela of http://singilela.blogspot.in

YOLO. So much to do and so little time. I choose what I will fill my unforgiving minute with, and I am never at a loss. I would rather die trying than never at all. Have I always been this way? Nope. I have had my periods of living cautiously, sticking to the middle of the road, and licking at my regrets. Have I got it figured out? Maybe not. The phenomenal sum of all my mistakes - that's me.
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