Many people write me asking questions about who I am and what I do and etc. The reason why I almost never write about something specific related to myself is that what I write is a reflection of me. I am my writings.
The urge people feel to put me in a box shouldn’t – the way I see it, be more important than the things I like to highlight in this space.
Nonetheless, things change.
I came across the famous Proust Questionnaire very recently and I was amazed by its depth. This set of questions was answered by the French novelist when he was quite young and it has since become a reputed way of looking into someone’s inner self.
I shall thus answer some of the questions in the next few days.
Your idea of happiness: complete freedom and independence to choose, yet simultaneously having been chosen by those I love.
Your idea of misery: a situation in which I’m forced to do something against my personal principles.
If not yourself, who would you be? Someone who could be easy-going and carefree without being careless.
Where would you like to live? In a place where I could have all my friends and which would be a combination of intense cultural life and warmth in people’s relationships. Unfortunately, there is no such place.
More to come.