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People who know me well know the extent of my loquacity and I am someone who can talk anything and everything irrespective of whether I have a hang off the subject or not.The irony I am trying to reflect at is , that the person I enjoy having such conversations is, I.There have been times I have wanted someone to talk to , get me out of my depressed state of mind, cheer me up and there have been friends for that but not always and when one day I couldn't think of who to share my woes I decided to do it with I.It was easier to relate with I and even convince me to get out of any state of mind.I realised that only I could make myself happy and I could make myself morose as well.I have had endless conversations with I anytime and anywhere, I is always available, never busy.One needs no prior appointments to discuss matters with I. But for that one has to treat I as a separate entity from me and realise and respect the importance and support I renders...