(Actually) reading Season's Greetings cards

Sometimes life fancies something and runs it in your background, like a v-e-r-y s-l-o-w virus scan through your entire hard drive.

I lost mine. It just decided to get lost and I never found it. Actually, I think it just got whitewashed. It was heart-breaking, "why me?!" and existential. It was weird, trying to figure out the songs and albums which I'd downloaded, some just for keeps because they are never too far away from who you are.

Hello! And it's good to be back. Of course, things here will be changing but when did they never?  Not never, always ever. I've always found understanding negations the hardest bit in grammar. It's hard to connect the two meanings.

I was talking to a good friend of mine, and I told him that sometimes when you try really hard to search the meaning of something, it's like dipping your finger into an absolutely tranquil pond of water. There go the meanings, questions and their answers, all the very self-important semicolons, calendar markings and saved ice-cream.

Strawberry, but I am yet to try Baskin Robbins' Chocolate, so I'm keeping it open. This is also a not-so-subtle hint for a treat this festive season.

Season's Greetings, everyone. Read the cards!

how to experiment with your exams

1.

resist the temptation to faff your way through an answer and write a note to your teacher explaining yourself. add "Yours sincerely" at the bottom.

2.

go for an exam without having studied anything. browse, blog, write, watch, change the themes in your gmail inbox and cell phone. and again.

- to be continued -

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words prevent conversation. eyes. breath. hands. or leaving?

Conflict Free

that one thing i was scared of is eventually happening.

sometimes its a cursor blinking forcibly. easy glooms settle around, like folds of cloth. boredom pales the light into a smoky opaque whiteness. and an invisible monotonous writers cramp, affixing itself on your elbow and dragging the night. loops are longer, dots are fainter, commas are listless.

tired of rhyme, tired of reason.

sawed off

it's cool to be a lower-case sentence. you know it.

Knotworthy

A few friends and I will be going to the launch of Arundhati Roy's latest non-fic offering: Listening To Grasshoppers - Field Notes on Democracy tomorrow.

Till then, I have something for you to brood on.

Democracy is India's (official) political credo. Is this system a mistake?

.. and things that are not overrated

1. Colon spacing and indentation
2. Turmeric
3. Honesty
4. Satyajit Ray
5. Space and air (Reference: 7-11 am and 5-8 pm, any Bombay railway station)
6. Feminism
7. Sunshine
8. Intuition
9. Perfectionism
10. Desires
11. Hearing clearly
12. Freedom
13. The night sky
14. Shoelaces
15. Pink Floyd
16. Eye-to-eye contact
17. Love
18. Freshly shampooed hair and waxing
19. Selfishness
20. Modernism
21. Laughter
22. Optimism
23. Time
24. Ignorance
25. Odd numbers

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