Imperfect it is

 Hi, 

I am not even sure if anybody would read this, I am just putting it here. This would be just my thoughts and overthinking, kind of journal, or it would be my lifeline realisations. So yeah that's it , i will try to write something here but not sure whether it would be regular or not. I had this blog since 2012 and i had tried to post the book reviews and some small experiences here but then deleted everything. This is the first time I'm actually writing something and not turning it to the any AI corrections, to correct the grammar or improve the language and all those things. As a person who has to use all of them in regular basis, I'm tired of them. Why cant I make mistakes? Why cant i be someone whose English is not perfect. I have never claimed anywhere that I'm perfect and my language is very good. I know I  am imperfect. Maybe that's who I am. like many people I also get awestruck when somebody speaks good English, or more importantly when someone has good pronunciation or when they write something so nicely in the language. I don't have those skills. 

    To say about me, I am a very regular basic human being with not having much skills to display. Nowadays Im struggling with both physical and mental health.  Everyone will have their own battles to fought right . Then what else mmm I a research scholar so mainly most of the time I'm in my lab only. Reading, analysing, doing experiments, being alone with the thoughts, doing assignments, meeting deadlines.... list goes on. So here I would posting mostly about my thoughts on various issues...