Before I bombard this place with my loosely strewn, un edited,
out of mind vagaries of thought process I feel obliged to the reader
to explain something about the name of the page.
out of mind vagaries of thought process I feel obliged to the reader
to explain something about the name of the page.
"The womb" is a result of an intricate and highly convulsive sporadic metaphysical insights to the abstract world by a truly cataclysmic mind.
or
I was reading an article about the womb when i registered in eblogger.
But still i think the name means much more.
The womb can be anything that nourishes and protects you, a cubicle that
feeds you,helps you grow, imparts you with the virtues.
A womb maybe .. a womb for the infant, the sketch room for the 5 year old,
the playground for the ten year old,the library for the teenager,his garage
for an enterpreuner, the steps to the grave for the octagenarian.
This place is where I wish to do everything.... wheedle like a child,
scream like a rioter, talk like a diplomat and complain like a sissy.
This is my womb.
1 comment:
thanks for the interview friend
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