And Finally.

In the past few years, I've often mused verbosely over the concept of growth and maturity, and my need to acquire both. Now I address this topic again; probably, hopefully, for the last time.
Maturity, to me, has revealed itself as being the ability to responsibly compartmentalize and allocate one's emotions. And growth has proven to be the ability to empathize with others'.
And, well, here I am.

PS: Finally changed the blog design! Really like this one. It's funny though--I never particularly fancied orange before. Meh.

Working Class Hero.

Hustles and bustles everywhere. Chiffon, silk and velvet. Local names resplendent, discussing politics and arts, hastening for the limelight. The hall abounds with sophistication.

Amidst it all, there in a chair, Abbu peacefully snoring. All in a day's work.

 Dr Hugo Pine:What motivated this deception of his?"
 Erica Stone: A desire to humiliate and hurt me, that's wh--"
Dr Hugo Pine: Never! He has a deep affection for you, Erica Stone; but he's in rebellion against what you represent! Look. Here's a man in a responsible position, who feels insecure and inferior because he has no formal education. He meets a teacher, the symbol of academic achievement. By deceiving, dominating and outwitting the teacher, he experiences the exhilarating feeling of superiority. His battered and cringing ego emerges victorious. No... he's not to be held in contempt. He's to be pitied. "

Glitch.

Err... the past five posts were drafts from last year I finally decided to publish. Just thought I'd clear that out.

NB: HUGE AFFIRMATIVE to the technology-hating thing.