I used to be an amazingly friendly, positive minded, determined and ambitious a person. However, somewhere I believe I slipped-- and ended up being horrifyingly lone; constantly craving for attention and validation but not finding what I actually need-- that is friendship. I love to read-- I will jump heads on for any postcolonial literature and I would spend hours taking lessons on photography. I live in a bustling city where every soul I know is busy. Where every person I love seems to have lost interest in me.