The Author- Profile

About Me

I love myself the Most.
I Don’t accept things without understanding.
I own all that a woman would envy and everything else- that a man would want to possess.

My Blog Space

This is where I speak my heart and express my mind out through words to reach out to one and all..
I used to write when I was small. Wrote a few Fictions, Short Stories and one Translation in On Spot Writing Contest; I won them all and was praised. Times changed and it halted..
That was then; here, you would get to read My Thoughts, My Ideas, My Vision and ME.
I am- OLIVIA

Born on: 11th August, 1977

Parents

Current Relationship Status

Feel free to Comment in the Comment Box. You could also write to me=> freakoutwitholivia [at] gmail [dot] com

From my past relationships I have learnt

Anyone who wishes to know about WHY I AM the WAY I AM; please read my Blog

I am in the process of writing as much as I recall of my PAST; of what I saw and its affect on me.
Most of the major details have already been given, the rest is under compilation. I would try and remain as much im-passionate as possible..
It’s my indifference rather than “have taken them in my stride” attitude; that is letting me compile that filth people have carelessly created. I call that My Life..
Much of the DIRT is yet to come. The situations, I getting used up and then I exploiting that to my advantage..
Why I am doing it? Because I want to. The silver lining- now I can redirect people to read my Blog instead of chatting to “catch up”..
This is not the way to lead a Life- maybe. Did I ask? Or did anyone ask me before pushing me inside the tunnel. Seems there’s no end to the dark alley.
Appreciate the fact that I have not invested any phrases in self- pity. On the contrary, I have been as much critical to myself.
Alright, I may be wanting to balance my Karmas.. How..? By confessing, sharing and coming face to face with everything; even the things I wasn’t responsible for.

Yes, I am a loner and have become a recluse too

Transition kills me. Why to socialize when have to blatantly return to Solitude?
Solitude has never failed me. Infact, while in retrospection, I have been able to understand very many things; those which you would want to advise upon to sweep below the rug.
Never ever have I been neglected by Solitude. The more I grow in it, the more it grows back in me.

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