He dreams beyond exhaustion of a door
At which he knocked and entered years before,
But now no street or city comes to mind
Nor why he knocked, nor what he came to find
- Vikram Seth
This is the third time I am attempting writing a blog. On the previous two occasions, I didn't succeed in being very regular. Third time lucky?
It's been a while since my last attempt. Now that I am here, I feel a bit lost. My situation is certainly not quite as dramatic as that of Seth. I do hope that with time this blog will be more focussed and have a sense of direction. If not, I'll wander and try not to lose my way.