If you really want to know about me, then read
on. Otherwise I give you the option of moving onto something a bit more
relevant (like I have anything of the kind in my site...HAH!)
Okay. So, you're still here. Obviously, you're demented
enough to want to know what you can about me. This will probably serve
a couple purposes; you'll find out that I'm truly boring, to which I would
say "Told you so." or, you'll find that I'm truly amazing and thereby causing
you to become a stalker-like character and prey upon me, to which I would
say -> "COOL, I've always wanted a stalker".
Actually, let's talk about this stalker thing. Think about
it. How cool would it hbe to have your own personal stalker? From what
I've understood, the stalker character has several traits that distinguish
themselves from other crazed individuals:
This has the makings of a really cool story. But that'll
be enough of that. We're starting to get into the realm of perversions...
Wouldn't want to go there now would we...
They are usually of the opposite sex
They're a little warped or unstable (psychologically/emotionally)
They find you an object of desire in some way.
They feel a need to possess you in some way.
(The biography part of the page.)
I was born in New Delhi, India sometime in the early 70's.
I moved to the states (to New York City to be precise) in the mid 70's
and then eventually to outside New York City in the mid 80's, which is
where I call home, when I'm in New York or anywhere on the East Coast.
Elementary school was a blur and fairly insignificant
in terms of shaping any ideals and values that I would come to understand
in the future. However, it had its purposes, and for me, it was giving
me my first loves: Cartoons and Comic Books.
The earliest recollections I have are of me and my slightly
overweight Puerto Rican friend Raul (pronounced Rah - Uul), running to
the local newspaper stand in the upper east side of New York City from
our Lutheran Elementary School (Why my parents sent me to a Lutheran School
when we were Roman Catholic still boggles me but that's another story).
There we would purchase the latest issues of the Fantastic Four, X-Men,
Captain America (Even at a pretty young age I was developing Brand
Loyalty), and The Avengers.
My favorite was (and still is) the X-Men. In non-politically
correct terminology, the comic depicted the exploits of a minority race
of humans called "mutants" (variation of mutations). These mutants possessed
fantastic powers (physical or mental) that set them apart from the rest
of man. These differences and how they were dealt by the artists and writers
of the comic book, started my underlying interest in race relations and
its depiction in society. It would become my icon to define my youth and
to soon, define my personality.
Unfortunately, the next stage of my development, repressed
these interests. High School became my "hell on earth". Yes. High School,
the bastion of lower education; the place where boys attempt to become
men, and girls attempt to become women; where "nerds" were uncool and being
an idiot was the rave (actually, raves weren't quite as popular then as
they are now -> very taboo). It probably didn't help that I was the new
kid, and that I was fairly intelligent (as compared with the other students).
Being different wasn't so much a problem as being told that you were different.
Racism, became a benchmark in my life at that point (and continues to a
certain degree today).
I don't care to elaborate on that period in my life. I
don't really care for that time period. Maybe later I will find it necessary
to explain myself here. For now, though, I'll move on.
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