I am made up of words and yet things are ineffable for me. Years of preaching and profound thinking cannot do to me what a simple arrangement of few words will. All of these have emerged victorious in inundating my mind and giving birth to this blog.
mind inundated is a boring name for a blog. A vivid manifestation of lack of creativity in deep levels. What was in my mind when I named this blog? Well, my mind was just too inundated with thoughts to think of a name for it. I do think of another prosaic name for this blog. “The first version”, because every post, like this one, pops up unedited on this blog. Rustic!
A few quick facts:
Sometimes I call women crazy and at other times, I stand for them. While emphasizing on humanity, I found feminism was an integral part of it.
I love to smile and cry while reading.
I have two personalities, not every one of you will know both.
In this blog, you might notice I am not confined to just one thought. I contradict my own views. That’s because my mind belongs to a free human being.