"UNIDENTIFIED DECEDENT"
(Part - 1/2) 6th September, 2013: 12:30 AM Staring at the tip of my fountain pen wondering why the hell the thought came to my mind of writing something about my unidentified and my unwanted life and what the hell am I going to write. Is it really a worth to write it down in the hope of someone to read and that too for what? A person who really never shared anything about the closet life it lived for so many years – no yelling, no regrets, no complain, no expectations; but silently floating on the life’s boat. But a boat without a rudder, drifting from one shore of identity to another shore of identity crisis, finding the right place to fit in and to settle for the rest of the life. 28th June, 1992 – a sound body and a sound mind born in the family of the most radical believers. The whole house was in a carnival of feast, jolliness and festivals. Little did they know the catastrophe that would hit them sooner or later. Then the hormones started kicking in the sound mind and telling t...