About The Man!

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I’ve always tried to not shot crap about myself. Whenever something like this, the writing of a paragraph on your own stupendous self, comes up I get fidgety. Not only because I have nothing to write about.

Do I give too much or too little detail?

How much is too much and too little?

Should I create an aura of self deprecating humour or should I try and ruffle the feathers of the egotistical sub human?

Should I try writing an essay on “Myself” like I did in my Preparatory class?

Do I tell the potential reader about what I’m going to write or should I just leave him salivating by giving in just that much of information that doesn’t give my whole plan on a platter?

Will there be potential readers who read this or not?

Will I myself be sticking to a genre or a rigid parameter?

Should I be unrealistically modest or an outright nutcase?

Should I tell my readers why I write my poems in so many different sittings or should I just continue making those post scripts?

Do I really need to bother about this section?

Do I have what it takes to write a thousand words and yet keep the reader interested?

I’ll tell you this much at least instead of going on like a damn drone: I’m a 25 year old from India. I hope to write at least ONE brilliant novel, a piece of good literary work. I also wish that I can write poetry better. Among other things I hope to do is to become a professor of Literature at some point of time…

Siddiqui F.

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