Big change to a blank

Well, so I’m back in Bangladesh and have a bit less work today, so I though I’d dedicate some of the newly found spare time (not to facebook for once!) to updating this blog. I have changed theme to my philosophic corner (more like a circle as I’m bound to travel around and around!) instead of ‘only’ exploring the realms of my interpretations of Bangladeshi Culture (though of course I will still scribble down some words on Desh as the year passes by!)

Now off to business:

Have you ever starred at an empty screen and got shit scared? Not scared from how much work one has to do, but the infinite (at least to the very last realms of the human minds). A blank page is the future. Our future. Nothing has ever happened or taken place without some one somewhere having started off with a piece of empty paper or surface.

So regardless of whether we choose to chip on walls or write poems, draw, write books, formulate law and constitutions it all started somewhere. Shakespeare, Picasso, mothers and fathers, 4 year olds in kindergarten all have begun with this magic of creating something out of nothing. So to me the finest of arts is that of an empty page. It represents everything and nothing at the same time, and reminds us all of that which has not yet been created.

So welcome to my blank page!