How does one talk about themselves?
I find these things rather odd, introductions are not always easy. In short, I’d say I’m a small town girl, a soon-to-be engineer with a penchant for writing. A third-culture expat, home for me is two different countries, two different time zones but immense love for the either side. An amalgamation of harrowing winters, and scorching summers, I divide my time between Pakistan and UAE, the former being my birthplace.
I don’t often know how to end or begin an introduction, but I can just drop one of my favorite quotes, from one of my favorite movies of all time:
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?”
–Dead Poets Society–