
So why a chocolate wrapper u ask? Well, it is a very mundane thing. Something that is an evidence of a couple of taste buds being wound into action , triggering a couple of very comforting hormones which make the task of devouring a chocolate an epic of pandemic pleasure. It maybe the sharing of a token of friendship, a hunger strike, the diet of a regular bulemic..anything..simply anything.
The wrapper in my pocket is a reminder of the time spent under a majestic tree wondering whether my presence made a difference to the "way of the world". I know I shall ask myself the same question when I retrive it one last time before throwing it into the dustbin. So I am sitting here and asking you to answer my question. Why has this simple action of retrieving a chocolate wrapper made me deeply sensitive about philosophy and compelled me to start my first blog?? Nay nay, my friends. Here, I shall write stories that have somehow spun their way into the tunnel of my thoughts and touched me worth a billion volts.
Pray with me that I succeed.