HALF-BAKED LIVES
My name is Benedict; my mother, father (he's no more) and my friends call me Benny. To pretend that I'm somebody important, at some point in life I combined both my names and now I'm known (if at all) as `Benny Benedict'.
My intimate friends call me many other names. I'm important to them, they are very imporant to me; so my friends don't care what my real name is or what my titles are.
Today, March 19, 2006, I decided to create my blog. I know I'm not yet ready. I like to write, but I write longer and deeper only when I know that Time is waiting for me; but rarely does it happen as I'm always on the move, doing many things at a time and leaving almost everything incomplete.
I don't know how to describe myself. Computers have made my self-description easier with the `foward slash'(/). At no point do I have a complete answer to the eternal introspection "Who am I?" So I put myself in paranthesis, I bracket my self-definition.
I happen to be from Trichur, Kerala, India. I happen to be a catholic priest, working full time in media. Yes, happen to be......anything can change!
I have already said too many things about me, unintentionally: that I'm a man on the move (el pasajero= traveler, in Spanish), that I'm a priest and I'm active in media. I also said I leave things incomplete. If ever I write my autobiography I will title it `Half-Baked Life/ves'. This might be the best description about myself. I have lived my life/ves half-baked and continue to SERVE my life/ves to others `half-baked'. Take my life/ves or throw it/them away.
Or TRY to complete it/them....welcome!
4 Comments:
Ohoooy wayfarer,
Let me be the first to pass a comment here.Go ahead in full steam.
Hope you enjoy being here.
Love and prayers
dear traveler,
welcome to the world of blogs.
love : kumar
Glad to see you here! Keep posting more and more...
when priests become poets, they are interesting. keep going.
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