Ludicrous Mind Ramblings

You shall conform to societal norms. You shall not defy the rules set forth for the betterment of your life and society. Those statements only push me to rebel. But why do we conform? Is it because we're constantly searching for consensus from our family, peers and groups? Does it fulfil a sense of connectedness that is necessary for our existence? I always wondered why we had to conform to the norms of society yet were taught in an environment that calls for individualism. Just a thought...

This morning was nothing but ordinary. I slept past my alarm and barely made it to work on time. This has been the habit for as long as I remember. I have come to acquire a lot of bad habits, yet the worst of them all has to be my passion for words. Yet worse, verbosity . Well spelt, pretentious, cynical and sesquipedalian terms are my favourites. It all started in my early years, when I began exploring the magnificent world of books. I owe it all to my second grade teacher, who was always pushing my classmates and I to read. By the age of 9 I was probably Penguin Books' favourite customer; I had ordered almost every children's book by post, including an encyclopaedia. At age 12 I had read each and every book at my school library - yes, Encyclopaedia Britannica included. That was my little secret. My teenage years had to be the worst period of my life. But in my mind I was living in another world, with Jane Austen, William Blake and Louisa May Alcott. I was lost in the beautifu