Green pens and black ink

ohk... in the summer of 2006, at the initial stages, i was part of the documentary crew (i got kicked out later but thats another post). Our first few sessions were with a man named Dhruv Dhawan, who is a documentary director. For our first assignment, he asked us to write about something that has changed us and how it had changed us, and also what we are aiming to achieve. This is what i wrote.

Hey Dhruv,

I just landed in India and haven't slept the whole night. Please take that into account. I might not have answered your questions, but i mean all that i say here. Please tell me if i need to rewrite it.

i can't tell you an incident that has changed me. I cant tell you how it has changed me. I change everyday, because i live everyday. I changed when i heard Led Zep for the first time. I changed when i first picked up drum sticks. I changed yesterday while watching Wimbledon. I changed today when i landed in India and took a moment to reflect. Moreover I'm changing now as i write this mail to you.

How all this has changed me? I don't know... maybe they are reminders, of what really matters in this life to me. Maybe they are all additions, adding to the complexity of this already vast web that is my life. Confusing me further.

What am i aiming for? I'm aiming for what everyone is aiming for. Happiness. The difference is, that i have already achieved it. Of course sometimes it is taken away from me. Sometimes for days, months, even years, but it is always there, waiting to return to me.