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Hello world!

This is what you usually get as a first exercise in programming. It's a proclamation of existence. Of being. Of affirmation, if you will.

Someone once said that the unexamined life is not worth living. I guess its driven by our nature, our desire and need to see that our life has meaning. Or in retrospect, find meaning in our life.

I am no stranger to recording one's thoughts and experiences on paper or magnetic surface, having done so countless times and often losing them in the process. In times past I agonized at my loss but then it also dawned on me if I really want to keep a record of things. That it may be too much of dwelling in the past. In time I have consoled myself and even laughed at the thought that somehow, somewhere all of it is still there verbatim in my three pound grey matter I call a brain.

There is great consolation in the belief that nothing is ever lost. Its just somewhere else. :)

I turned 32 yesterday. Yup, I have passed the days of the calendar. Don't worry I wont ask you for a gift. Weeell, maybe one: that you look upon my words and withold judgment and criticism. Good or bad, for good or for bad, experiences are a part of you. My words are but expressions of my perceptions, my experiences, (sleep-deprivation from channel surfing), my weird thoughts.

I'd rather you read my words as if you didn't know me. Or you are getting to know me for the first time.

Hello world!