Formalities & Fridges

Let's cut the crap. I'm simply the worst when it comes to blogging, and i've created so many only to neglect them in the end. This is why i would think endlessly when it comes to keeping a pet. It's just that tumblr is not really a place to properly pour your thoughts into alphabets, don't you think? So consider yourselves warned dear readers, our relationship (which we now unfortunately have) isn't going to last long.

Though what i like about having a new blog is that i get to write an introduction, like putting your first furniture in an empty new house. If my introduction was a piece of furniture, it would be a fridge. Wait, that's an appliance... but i'm sure you'll get what i'm trying to say.

This introduction is a fridge because it's cool of it's importance. You can sleep on the floor, sit on the floor, but you can't put your ice cream and food on the floor since it will melt, rot, and get all funky. So an introduction, like a fridge, is practically a necessity.

My name is not hard to miss, except if you're in India since my name is a car brand there (so it's practically EVERYWHERE) and a common male name too. I struggle to mingle, and i like to rhyme. I'm described as a free-spirited and melancholic hopeless romantic, when really it's just a side effect from too much movies, music, and - from time to time - books. I proudly collect random objects, memories, and also volumes of "Scott Pilgrim" & "The Sandman". Um what else? I like to eat, but who doesn't? Mexican & Mocktails are the best.

Oh i forgot, my name is Maruti. Raunala Maruti. A capricorn with peculiar antics and obsessions that continuously change. I rely on horoscopes and tarot cards, since i fear people - especially in crowds - and the unexpected.

Expect pathetic poems and pointless rants as displays on this page.