Are you happy? Not that I care, but I wanted to start at the deep end. How can you expect to be happy when your happiness can only be found in the things you do not have? Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Not this shit again. We have had enough of the miserable millionaire crying in his Maserati spiel. … Continue reading Can I?
Ever opened up WhatsApp after ten hours—a new record on your spiritual journey—and had zero notifications? Are you dead? Everyone else must have died. The nictating need of urgency, hope, love, desire, aspiration, assurance, abyss has gone off. The bell has sounded. Your brain's salivating guesses. The lines of coke have been laid out. Sniff. … Continue reading Look at me, look at me, look at me, look, look, look
I tripped on a panting once and this is the aftermath. The painting, Paul Gauguin's When will you marry She looks like bait taken to a slaughterhouse. She has an idea of what will happen to her. She is staring at an open cage, waiting for the hand to come down. The woman behind knows … Continue reading Art Exhibition–Room 15: Artist
If everything is dumb and stupid, what matters?For the body:Earth,Fire,Wind,Water,Space. For the mind:To hear,To see,To taste,To smell,To feel.For life:To be easy, lotus-like.For death:To fall off, leaf-like. Going back to do the right thing after you forget the first time matters.Doing what you love matters. That's just a euphemism for sex; not for finding your passion … Continue reading What matters?
I have the answer to information overload. Close this window and go take a walk. Wisdom, bitches! If you are still here, you are the problem. Which, as it also happens, is the answer to the question: what is the problem with the world? Information overload is a cyberpunk name for ADD. ADD used to … Continue reading The Queen, the elections and of course, Wordle.
I just ate a mango—which, despite everything, still tastes like summer, put my phone on the ventilator, pinch-cleaned my glasses with an already sagging t-shirt, filled a jug of water with more water, trapped a spider in a glass and carefully introduced it out of the window—because, I read somewhere that spiders snuggle with their … Continue reading Oh, sit down
A guy goes to the doctor and says he's been feeling miserable for many weeks now. The doctor says, "You must go watch the comic, Pete. You will feel better instantly.""But, doc: I am Pete."
Open offices. 360-degree feedback. Hybrid work. Workplace fads are like episodes of Keeping up with the Kardashians. There's a shitload of them, they only get progressively dumber, and they all ask the same question: can you tell which one is fake? The latest casualty in workplace varnish: Sad days. If you are feeling sad, you … Continue reading Thoughts & Prayers
Fav color: Turmeric on chopped beetroot. Fav place: In reaching distance of a book. Fav book: A book catalog. Fav excitement: Lunch, outside. Fav melancholy: A dripping faucet. Fav food: The first four scoops of curd, cold; their finality. Fav person: Him eating alone. Fav movie: The ego.
How vain to believe I have something useful to say every week. How apropos of the spirit of the times, of nothing, this need to write about not having something to write about. How reassuring, finally, to have written something; to be seen making something of my life, my life of something.
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