Sunday, March 14, 2010

an attempt at a definition

A compulsive workaholic, a woman, an Indian, isn't really a healthy mix. But that is what I least as of now. I get worried when I don't get the words right on my script. It pains me when the shot isn't just right, I can't rest if the edit isn't in rhythm...I get sleepless nights, get distracted by twitter, by a song that a friend likes, spend days in guilt of not having given it my all. But what do you do when you have already given a lot and are waiting for the insides to fill up so that you can give up more? Write a blog.

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