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Getting this out of the way

I have had enough blogs to know that the first post is the much dreaded one. At least for me. The pressure of setting the tone for the blog, of defining boundaries and parameters, of introducing myself in a way that would be the perfect balance of witty and mysterious and interesting enough to follow.
And so, I have decided that I am not going to do any of that. No fancy quotations that define me, no poetic descriptions to "fancify" a mundane life, no limitations on what this blog might or might not cover. This is just me, writing things that come to my mind, because I love to write.

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