So here i am fulfilling my promise of the last post but the content of it won't agree with what i had promised to write about to my friends yesterday during our sojourn.It is a very depressing post--so continue at your own peril.

Why is suicide a taboo--- or is it really-this is troubling me for last 30 hours or so.All of a sudden i have started to feel that there is no point in continuing to live anymore but i believe that the stigma attached with 'it' is stopping me from taking the plunge.
What everyone will think of me,my life,my family and every minute detail attached to me if i do commit suicide ?
Will they think of me as a coward who couldn't face Life ?
Will they think of me as a fool who couldn't appreciate the life around him ?

Or will nobody have time to stop and weep or even wink at me ?


Maybe there is no stigma thing,i have made it up to create a barrier for myself as i am afraid of dying,of losing to this world and maybe i should do it now...

As i am going through this myriad of emotions,i have a sinking feeling that everybody has expectations from me but i have never been allowed to expect anything in return.

Will anybody ever understand me ?????

Well,here i go...
I didn't know what a blog is till i met vinter,1 of the TWO persons intelligent than me on this planet(the other 1 will get space in some other post), and since then had a gut feeling that i too should blog to show how creative i am in my useless time(this line was quoted by somebody's ex to that somebody)...so being a true narcissist,i made this blog some three months ago but finally n formally it starts today.Like all bloggers i promise to keep it updated regularly but i am lazy.Period.