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Transcribed from paper . Unused to writing with a pen. Well at least it’s a gel pen. Reminds me of 10th board exams. The blue gel. The familiar neat cursive as if it was a friend's rather than my own. The fact that it's an Add Gel and I loved the Cat version. I enjoyed the cab ride here, my first time in Aundh, in awe of this plush bungalow-flled part of Pune. I am trying not to hunch but it’s more comfortable when I do. Would probably be better to sit on the floor so I have back support but I don't want to distract everyone's writing by making sudden movements. I’m not supposed to stop writing but I do want to. I want to take in the interesting sights of this beautiful flat. The full floor is one flat. I want to close my eyes and listen to this calming music. It’s very background to your thoughts kind of music but it could also very well accompany me on solo cosy walks. I burnt my hand recklessly last weekend and I’m waiting to see how long it will be before it heals. ...

She opens my eyelids comically and methodically With adorably squinty concentrating effort Takes a spoonful of sleep and pours it in systematically Just like that I feel the carby slowdown of my entire body My declining posture from sitting to half sitting to the most bad-for-your-back half lie down Sleep, she comes in such a sure and entitled way: "I own you for the next 7-9 hours" Mr. Bladder quietly from downstairs, "We'll see about that" Sometimes, Sleep, see she can elude you. No rest for the wicked is what people say. An empty mind is the devil's workshop they say. But aren't you supposed to empty your mind in order to attract a restful state of mind conducive to sleep? Does lucid dreaming come easily to Type As? It would be frustrating for them if it didn't There's so much you can do instead with the time you're body's slaved to sleep Invention of water vacuums or is it vaccums That would make it so no toilet floor wou...

Permanence comes from being resolute Which means having resolve and being determined to stand by your resolution But what good is permanence in a transient world? Where the resolutions are transient themselves Change annually, predictably too, on the eve of a New Year We seem to love a new slate so much The promise of starting anew "from this Monday", "from the 1st of next month", "from the first day after my birthday" Aye but I didn't come here to write about something substantial so... Imagine walking into a hospital with 4 stones and coming out with just three. How do you have the gall to do such a thing?! Such clever musings are the consequence of watching a man stare at a bunch of stones by a bus stop that's just outside a hospital. That joke just wrote itself! The whole point of taking the bus is to be out of the bus. No other vehicle allows for such wide angled views. Even if the view isn't much to write home about, it's ju...

Aniket's funny Kate, the gujju kitten I'm not a cat person, but with growing older and all that comes with moving away from people to moving closer to animals, one thing you come to realise is that cats are just hopelessly hungry dogs who happen to love cleaning themselves more Sheldon, the don of shells Little shells donned in a necklace is so beachy and the don of shells wears multiple such endo(r)nments that don('t) really make him look very formidable as a don should seem but the ocean and its creatures fear him just the same A house doesn't feel like a home until... You walk into the toilet for a tinkle and end up reading 64 pages of the Tinkle double digest and it's 45 minutes later Lots of happenings continue to happen long after they've happened If everyone did what they wanted to do all at the same time I think everyone would feel like OMG I think everyone is doing what they want to do and so am I but why am I feeling so good as I shouldn't r...

Poetic, I find it: the fact that I am wearing pink Polish nail polish. Absurd, I find it: the fact that I have nothing to write about for months on end and then write this. Funny, I find it: the fact that I like where this whatever-this-is is going Sleepy, so not continuing this whatever-this-is Okay Bye

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A lot of really strange (stranger than usual) things have been happening to me off late. Like I mentioned, the phase of really weird dreams every night is back, and for the first time, I'm being able to express them in half awake undecipherable drunkish typing ways and the other morning I woke up and I wrote this and I saw it later in the day and went "what?" multiple times and made my dear friend (and probably sole reader of this blog) read it and she said "appalling" in her witty, inimitable way and I instantly decided to post it on my blog. It's the end of the world 100 people left all nameless limited resources only one person's name can be Paul. It can be anyone. When you claim your name to be Paul you get to eat and after 4 hours you have to die. Within 4 hours then some one else claims to be Paul so that he can eat and to save the first Paul. The mission is to save everyone. Nobody knows who the real Paul is, not even Paul himself. Also, thi...

You know how low lying islands are being submerged regularly because of global warming melting ice caps right, so we should build this super durable structure, preferably transparent, starting from the ocean floor and reaching all the way above sea level so it's as tall as the Eiffel Tower and then it should stretch out to either side to form a T. And a city should be built on top, one that is sustainable enough to never need complete refurbishment(?). And the building should obviously be strong enough to support the plateau city on top. It should heavily secured and unbreakable, anti-earthquake and anti-tsunami. It should be transparent so that people can take the elevator and go all the way down to the ocean floor and be able to see the ruins of civilisations past and ofcourse sea animal life. But not everyone should be allowed to do it, otherwise terrorists need only figure out how to destroy the building to bring the whole SeaT down. Get it? SeaTs = Cities = Seats So cool! A...

It is when you pointlessly pace that you may end up in a pointy place where you might possibly poop all the pineapple porridge you ate in a poor posture, but sometimes when you pointlessly pace you may end up in pretty pastures where you may relax in pleasing ponds in purple and pink panties with free no pay pervy ponies who will probably pee into the filled-with-pennies pond, but sometimes when you pointlessly pace you may end up in a pointless place where there are only painless plants plainly planted in pansy pots.

Invisibility is the best superpower one can have! I seriously thought about it and it makes the most sense and would be the most useful. You can be a part of ANYTHING being invisible. When I say invisible you should be weightless or else you won't be able to latch onto someone while they skydive. If you have the power of invisibility you can choose to fake your own death and live like a total nomad. You can choose to never be visible again! And just constantly live silently being a part of everything if not actively participating yourself. And if you want to use invisibility occasionally and live a normal life then you can get to see your question paper before your exam and prepare accordingly. You could spy on whoever you want! But if I had the power of invisibility I would just like to do the death faking and then travel for the rest of my life for free, see everything in the world, live in the best places and if I get sick I'll just reappear outside a hospital in Sweden...

There is no doubt that the person who named all the months was a genius. My theory is that before he could pen them all down he told his son or friend and then passed away tragically and this friend/son was young and daft and so he struggled with the last 4 names. That's why there's ER from Septemb..errr, to DecembER! So technically it's supposed to be Septemb something, Octob something, Novemb something but he couldn't remember so he just ERr-ed. However it is likely there is no something after Decemb and it was intended to be Decemb only. He must have been wondering about a 13th name so he wrongly for one last time ERr-ed again. On the other hand it could be that the last 4 months are not ERrors after all and that they have EMBERS in them signifying the burning end that in this case is the year. But that is not fair to October who's stuck with an OBER (read ogre) and so is unhappily the odd one out and wants for it to get over! So yes I am content sticking with ...

I don't know why I bother writing nonsense sometimes!!! There's nothing wrong with being a fan of something. It's normal and healthy. But what happens when a fan starts to obsess over what it is he/she is fanning? A fanatic is born! Fanatics are nothing but fans who've gone insane from being locked in an "attic" wherein they create their own vastly misconstrued versions of whatever it is they're fanning. These attics are basically fans' own worlds where because they're deprived of their object of affection they start to over think and obsess over information about the fanee that they happen to think they know because they were told it with such confidence by whatever means.

Practice makes a man perfect, but if nobody is perfect, then nobody is a man! & a man is nobody, which means there are no bodies of men! & when there are no bodies of men, then females cannot reproduce! & if the females can't procreate, the world can't go on! SO stop practicing, because you're causing Armaggedon! BUT stop practicing what? If you stop practicing anything, If you don't do anything, then nothing will ever be done! Then it's as good as causing Armageddon. So just do whatever you want! & whatever you do, the end is inevitable! BUT, there is always an EPSILON in life. An unoccupied place outside the loop. CHECK OUT ONE OF HIS RANTS, the last part's the best :) Off the Pill - Farts