Who Do You Think I Am?

_{What an unfortunate way to begin this introduction post. But it has to be this way. I'm sorry @weisser-rabe that I am contributing to your (our) project Who is who in this manner. Last week, a couple of newcomers received support and votes. It's not really about me trusting them. I'm just using this to illustrate a point about reintroducing myself in our Dream Steem. Perhaps some of you may know that these newcomers turned out to be fakes. I had also supported one of the account holders by resteeming, engaging, and voting. Unfortunately, these are scam accounts. I was so invested for the last couple of days on how they were able to evade the system and make a fool out of everyone that I couldn't focus on my last thread of the travel blog of Skardu. But cruising through these accounts and the pictures, I think I have been able to recognize a few hallmarks of fake accounts. But that's a discussion for another day. Anyhow, these events prompted me to write this post and suggest that maybe there should be a semi annual verification process, regardless of how old the user is. They should reintroduce themselves in any of the communities they are writing in. I chose Dream Steem because I'm an active member here and also a moderator.}

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_{unfiltered me after a badminton match with the other half, who is lying beside me}

This is maan @soulfuldreamer. I joined this platform some seven months ago, on 2023-10-02, 17:47, to be specific. But my first post was not until a few weeks later. To be honest, my initial posts were quite lousy. I was introduced by @event-horizon, but she was preoccupied with her brother's wedding at the time. She did guide me a little amid her busy schedule. Honestly, I didn't want to bother her for every little detail, so I explored the chain on my own. And I am happy that I did it this way. If she had spoon-fed me everything, I would not have had half of the depth of this platform that I have today. I can always reach out to her, and she is super cooperative. But I guess one should make an effort on their part also. Right now my post statistics look like this:

Post Count 147 posts|1,933 comments|2,014 replies

_{derived from steemworld.org}

I'm genuinely pleased with my progress. As a moderator, I've organized three successful contests in Dream Steem. (Proud moment for me). I'm deeply grateful to the admin, weisser-rabe, for providing me with this opportunity.

I won't discuss my education here as it's not relevant to the context. I've already provided a brief account in my first introductory post and Achievement #1. I will only highlight aspects of my life relevant to my blogging style and the information I mostly share on this platform. By now, many of you know that I have three children: two daughters and one son. I have shared glimpses of my life with them in multiple posts. I am married and live with my husband in a government facility that's quite far away from the main limelight. We have limited resources here, but I wouldn't trade this life for anything. For one, I experience anxiety in crowded places, and also because I've grown accustomed to the peace of this lifestyle.

Now, coming to the harder part of: "Myself". Isn't it really hard to describe a person? And even more so when attempting to articulate oneself. When I initially introduced myself on xpilar's wox, I found myself at a loss for words. There's no fixed pattern that defines me. For example, I can be fiercely protective when it comes to my children, yet equally tender-hearted when it's about them.

My husband always says that they can manipulate me so easily, but I guess I don't mind. I am their safe place, and I want it to be like this. But of course, they know their boundaries. I am flexible about little things that are really not harmful; for example, they can always bully me into making late-night snacks and things like that :)

I have contrasting features. Like, I sympathize and trust so easily; I think I got this trait from my mother. You could call me gullible, naive, or any other word within this context. Sometimes, people do take advantage of this. But once I dislike a person, there's no coming back. I may not hold a grudge towards them, but I'll never be friends with them again. Or you can say I'll never open my heart to them. But in my defence, I don't "dislike" a person easily (you really have to be a wrongdoer and super annoying to be on that list). I'm not sure if you can count these tendencies as strengths or weaknesses but this is one habit that I haven't been able to change to date.

Moreover, I'm an active member of the Ladies Club at my facility. Today, I was tasked with writing a script for a play, although acting isn't really my thing. Most of the time, I prefer working behind the scenes, in the décor team and similar roles. I've shared multiple posts about my involvement in these activities. Aside from that, I'm a simple person. You could say I'm low-maintenance, or as I jokingly tell my husband, "you're so lucky, I'm not high maintenance at all."

_{being a member of Ladies' Club}

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Anyways, I am ending this post on a positive note. New life always brings joy, no matter its form. There is a pair of birds who always choose my humble abode to lay their eggs. Myna (مینا) laid her eggs in this carton box on my balcony again this year. We have placed a barbecue grill on top which serves as a bolt or door so that the crows and other birds cannot reach their eggs. I have been listening to their chirping for some days now. These myna trust me somehow, and with the mother's (or maybe father's) presence and permission, I proceeded to capture the hatchlings in the nest.

_{I don't know if it's the father or the mother. They take turns to feed the chicks & make sure no one comes near their eggs/chicks in the carton}

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_{The hatchlings. They are 5-6 days old, I guess}

_{Can you spot the other parent in the mulberry tree}

I hope I did it right. I wish that your experience here on Steemit and in life with people remains authentic. Wish you a peaceful life and happy Steeming.

Profound regards,
Maan.