So finally I became a blogger

This had been going on in my mind for quite sometime, but always found an excuse to procastinate - time being the biggest alibi.Then I met Red River, and as I was going through his blog - "A view through my window", I finally realised the significance.Yesterday was the first time I talked to Red River in my life.And to think I had been holding on to an image of him since the time I was a four year old - young,but old enough to be curious.After this long hiatus - I'm suddenly into his life, I know what his life comprises of,his ways of reacting to a situation - he feels bad,sad when he goes to drop off his daughter in the airport;connects to a cat;runs marathons... his posts said it all.I became a part of his days.I know him now.But perhaps he doesn't.For I don't have my life encaptulated.He doesn't know about my love for animals - and all the dogs who changed the course of my life.He doesn't know my affinity towards Jayanta Hazarika,and how I can't stop myself from dancing whenever I hear "Khiti khiti koi oi lahori".Its time I did something.So here am I, Suwansiri.Ironically, I don't know much about the course of Suwansiri.But yes,it seemed to signify me.Suwansiri being a river signifies my urge to keep flowing- to keep living.Suwansiri also signifies my roots - a very important aspect of my life.So hoping to flow.....and flow....