Dear Friends, Bloggies and Lurkers,
I'd like to try something I just read about on a website on blogging. So here goes - if you have a question, any question about me and/or my blog, then simply fire away in the comments section here.
I will respond to each of you, but I can't promise that my answers will all be true ;-) Ok, I'm kidding, please feel free to ask me anything. My answers to all the questions will form the next post, so I will not respond to them in the comments section of this post.
You are most welcome to use the anonymous option if you don't have a blog, but sign off with your name, even an alias if it makes you comfortable. It's just so I can differentiate one anonymous commenter from the other.
Before you go thinking that I may have any grandiose notions of being some sort of celebrity, let me assure you that I don't. Which is a shame actually, because it would be fun and entertaining to live with those notions.
I just think that this experiment will help me understand myself and all of you better.
Thank you, in advance!
Yours truly,
Cloudcutter
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6 comments:
Just wanted to ask you your real name and what does it take to befriend you and address you by the same. :)
Forgive me for my ignorance but I am a new follower and am only just getting to know you. I enjoy your writing and wonder if you have written a book?
I've been reading your blog from early days and have picked up bits and pieces about you...and I know you're so very talented...but I don't know if you write for a newspaper, a magazine or...oh, would you consider writing a film script? For radio? TV? Or is it difficult to get into that field in India too? What great Indian writers do you admire?
And I gather, based on older posts, that you were going through a rough spot. Are you feeling better now?
Dear Cloud cutter,
I am a regular visitor to your blog and do have an inkling that you went through a rough patch not too long ago. I am going through something similar- a painful breakup (self-inflicted).
Just wanted to know how you dealt with it. If the answer to the question is too intimate and you are not too comfortable putting it up on your blog you can mail me at invincible.pair@gmail.com
hugs
Mist
Dear Cloudcutter
I eavesdropped on my sons' conversation (accidentally, I hasten to assure you) and it went something like this
Elder Son: Steven Spielberg is a great director
Younger son: How great?
ES: Very great. One of Hollywood's greatest.
YS: Greater than Ram Gopal Verma?
ES: I think so.
My question is, Is Steven Spielberg really greater than Ram Gopal Verma?
Remember, you promised to answer!
What is the one thing you wish for most when going to bed every night that you hope the day that follows will bring you?
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