my first blog and my headbang

cudn't think of any other title..and I dont give a damn about it ... like almost everybody else( I like to believe that ) I have spent almost half of my life ( a conservative estimate) ..judging, analysing criticizing et c etc... others rarely finding time to stop and ponder abt myself . "Well its high time I did that " I thought today so kinda decided to write my first blog .. to know myself a little better ..to give my creative energies a vent and host of other things . My life began on 3rd Dec 1983 or so I am told and I believe that (helpless) . Let me see how far canI think bak... Yeah My head banging on our wooden cot and blood gushing out when I was say abt 3 , was being chased by a girl in the neighbourhood (it was fun I swear..the chase I mean).. no body was around except "nani" or so I fondly called her .. she took care of me n my brother too ..she rushed me to school where my mother taught .. some how I remember or may be I think I remember or may be its just my imagination that I recollect the despair on mama's face on seeing my bloody face .Thats it .
I cannot vouch for the fact that I remember all this vividly or its just a piece of fantasy that my mind conjured up.. I myself cant decide but then I still carry a scar on my forehead ....