18th May, 2015.
Well hello darling readers of mine who have nothing to do in this fine evening. I have a plan for you. Take a walk! Get an auto and go to mehrauli, the bhul bhulaiya is amazing right now. Or take your car and drive off to hauz khas, c.p , or Agra! Just get the hell out and smile at someone you don’t know, anything that doesn’t agrees with your daily life!
Anywho, I don’t know what or why I am writing. Had my entrances yesterday and it was not bad. But the aftermath was worse… you know, Delhi is burning up again, after a fortnight of rain and my pluviophilia, it just messed me up. Well, most of you must know that I have this bad habit of taking long walks in odd hours, so I took one today. And that’s about it! First it was my head that spun like the time I had cough syrup to get high. You know, 12 pm in the afternoon, when the roads are deserted, you really don’t want to get out in thus summer. Anywho, after a profuse sweating, cold palms and sudden bleeding out of my nose, I found myself in the toilets of Shiv Mandir, CR park, washing my face. Funny how it feels when your head spins. The voices and faces get distorted like those bad VCR from the early 90’s, you try to figure out what is going on but you have no other option than to crash down somewhere and wait for the time to mend itself.
The marble floor of the temple was cool enough, along with the fan up on the ceiling, and people really do not have time for you, they are busier with god and their demands. I wonder when they stopped demanding and actually thanked god for what they have. When was the last time I thanked them for everything? Last Monday I assume, I am hazy on the details, but I always thank them. Demand too! But thank mostly. Anyways, that is for later rants. Suffice to say, I came home and crashed on the bed.
The good news is, I am not dead, not yet. Well, believe me, I am not dying easily. I have plans. And I intend to execute them. I made a new list of places and treks, so yeah, not in the next 75 or 80 years motherfu****r! And then there are the other things...
Well, what next? What’s on my mind? Lets see… um… I started hike, but the software sucks, nobody there. My sketching is going good, instagram is basically loaded with my “artworks” than photographs, there is another story, a new poem, a new book I started and there is that… eh… I might have learnt a bit how to dance like Elvis! Baby, if you need to dance, dance like the king did! or John Travolta (Saturday night fever). Anywho, I need to go now, need to write it off! And a walk, although, I am seriously advised to stay at home, I am not in a position to go out! But then, have I ever listened? What is life without the silly things?
Love to you!
Regards!
Well hello darling readers of mine who have nothing to do in this fine evening. I have a plan for you. Take a walk! Get an auto and go to mehrauli, the bhul bhulaiya is amazing right now. Or take your car and drive off to hauz khas, c.p , or Agra! Just get the hell out and smile at someone you don’t know, anything that doesn’t agrees with your daily life!
Anywho, I don’t know what or why I am writing. Had my entrances yesterday and it was not bad. But the aftermath was worse… you know, Delhi is burning up again, after a fortnight of rain and my pluviophilia, it just messed me up. Well, most of you must know that I have this bad habit of taking long walks in odd hours, so I took one today. And that’s about it! First it was my head that spun like the time I had cough syrup to get high. You know, 12 pm in the afternoon, when the roads are deserted, you really don’t want to get out in thus summer. Anywho, after a profuse sweating, cold palms and sudden bleeding out of my nose, I found myself in the toilets of Shiv Mandir, CR park, washing my face. Funny how it feels when your head spins. The voices and faces get distorted like those bad VCR from the early 90’s, you try to figure out what is going on but you have no other option than to crash down somewhere and wait for the time to mend itself.
The marble floor of the temple was cool enough, along with the fan up on the ceiling, and people really do not have time for you, they are busier with god and their demands. I wonder when they stopped demanding and actually thanked god for what they have. When was the last time I thanked them for everything? Last Monday I assume, I am hazy on the details, but I always thank them. Demand too! But thank mostly. Anyways, that is for later rants. Suffice to say, I came home and crashed on the bed.
The good news is, I am not dead, not yet. Well, believe me, I am not dying easily. I have plans. And I intend to execute them. I made a new list of places and treks, so yeah, not in the next 75 or 80 years motherfu****r! And then there are the other things...
Well, what next? What’s on my mind? Lets see… um… I started hike, but the software sucks, nobody there. My sketching is going good, instagram is basically loaded with my “artworks” than photographs, there is another story, a new poem, a new book I started and there is that… eh… I might have learnt a bit how to dance like Elvis! Baby, if you need to dance, dance like the king did! or John Travolta (Saturday night fever). Anywho, I need to go now, need to write it off! And a walk, although, I am seriously advised to stay at home, I am not in a position to go out! But then, have I ever listened? What is life without the silly things?
Love to you!
Regards!
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