The story of a dream that should not come true

Like every normal human being, I have to-do lists. Being a chronic procrastinator,  I keep such lists in the darkest corner of my heart/brain/whatever. Moreover, I take every possible step to postpone working on items enlisted on these lists as much as I can. Creating a blog has been one occupant of that dark corner since many years. Then one day I had a dream that turned my dark corner upside down and stopped me from postponing the blog any more.

The dream goes like this: I have been diagnosed with cancer and I don’t have much hope of surviving. I'm wearing a hospital gown, sitting in a wheel chair which my (dead in reality) uncle is pushing. He is taking me to the operation theatre where I am about to undergo a very complicated procedure and I just know it in my heart that I won’t make it. What makes this dream even more depressing is that I have my laptop in my lap while I'm being taken to the operation theatre and I am writing a blog on it. Just before I pass the door of operation theatre  I press enter to publish my first blog and then think to myself: well I've at least realised one of my long awaited ambitions before I die.

I don’t know about impartial readers, but this was the most motivating and eye opening dream that I ever had. My temptation to write this blog right now (3:00 AM in the morning) is to thank God that I'm not writing it while being taken for my last medical (unsuccessful) procedure.

I never thought of beginning my blogging with this kind of sad/weird piece but after years of experimenting I've found that my strategy of starting my blogging career with a perfect piece of writing isn't going to work. So I guess you’ll have to come back to find more about me and this blog because in coming posts I intend to formally introduce “knee-jerk”, its underlying purpose, and all other formal introductory stuff.