Sometimes I write. This is a place for such times. Honestly writing doesn't come naturally to me. Nothing does actually. What I am passionate about is doing nothing in particular, thinking nothing in particular.
But sometimes I read. And sometimes I like it too. And I like reading what I write when sometimes I manage to. Perhaps that is why i write.
Waiting for ‘Waiting for Godot’ movie to download.
Discussing the purpose of suicide.
Mistaking betel juice stain for blood.
Mistaking a bleeding wound for a watering hole.
Thinking mosquito nets are bulletproof.
Window shopping for a leash for your neck.
Crying when you don’t find one that fits.
Confusing an anchor with a fishing hook.
Going fishing with it
and coming back with a big catch.
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