First off, this was not what I was supposed to do. I am technically supposed to be working, but it's one of those days when all my work finished early and here I sit at 6 pm, trying desperately to look like I'm working... I'm a journalist, so typing is a good thing!
Okay, on to the explanations:
1) Time for a brief life-history. I'll make it very brief so you won't get bored, God knows I do reading about other people's aunts and uncles and second cousins. As of now, I'm 22, I'm a journalist like I said before and I work in a tabloid! I live, work, love in New Delhi, the capital of India. I'm single (ie I'm not married) but I have a beautiful boyfriend. Oh, and I'm also a woman. But don't worry about these details. If you keep reading (and I sincerely hope you do!) I will reintroduce myself and the people in my life.
2) The title of my blog: If you've read Franny And Zooey by JD Salinger, you'll know there's a part where Seymour tells Zooey to 'shine his shoes for the fat lady.' Of course, Zooey later goes on to compare the Fat Lady to Jesus Christ, plus there's the whole Fat Lady in Harry Potter thing. Therefore, this blog is dedicated to my 'fat lady'--- the reader who logs in to see what I've added and who wonders what I'm doing today. Fat Lady, if you're reading this today, hi! welcome! Hope you're having a good day. (I just want to add, the fat lady is a metaphor only. It's not meant as a slur against any kind of body type. You could be my fat lady even if you're skinny and beautiful!)