Ishaan. That's me.

An Artist. A Poet. A Photographer. A Writer. 
A dreamer, really.

Oh, Ishaan. What an amazing name. Bestower of the riches. Ruler. Guardian. I'm none of any of that. I'm just a simple teenager. Well, not all that simple. I find uniqueness of each individual awe-inspiring. Somehow, we all manage to be different, despite all our similarities. I'm pretty different too.

I could go on and on with a bazillion adjectives from the thesaurus. But, what's the point? You probably started judging me by time you read 'dreamer'. Well, don't go on lying to yourself. This is how the world is now. A mere irony.

And all credit goes to this irony - I have always found about me columns intimidating. Not that I'm not self aware, oh no. I'm extremely self aware. Being a teenager, this is a rare accomplishment. It's just that people judge.

Hence, 'About Me' is never actually about me. It's about my thoughts. It's about words. It's all up to you - what you perceive me as. It's what you imagine this name on the screen as. Ishaan. What an amazing name.

Besides, if you really think about it, about me was never about me. About me was about you.