https://vimeo.com/187589237 I only wanted to show that two day old Bhindi is fine to eat (to which Biwi generally doesn’t agree with). But a lot more happened. See.
Category Archives: senseless
The view, the viewer and an absurd selfie
Just felt like doing this an hour back. Don’t ask why! Kind of loving this new flat! Even when I get to see the same sea and scenery. May be because there are no grills in the bedroom. May be because there are so many mirrors in the bedroom! May be because I am as […]
Nano ne Nissan se kaha. Are bhai, kya kaha?
I like the orange coloured Nissan that one of her friend’s in Ahmedabad has. The colour isn’t orange really. It is the colour of an orange when the orange has rotten somewhat, and yet hasn’t turned black completely. And it’s metallic. That car stands out. Wherever you park it. Whenever you park it. And may […]
Shaadi ho to aisi
2 May 2011 ‘Just about eight months to the wedding. I want to start sending invitations to my guests from now itself. I want them to block their calendars and all that. It’s not too early no?’, he asked. ‘No, no. Not at all.’ Yum replied. ‘In fact, I have a nice idea myself about […]
6?
It’s been six long years! Fuck man. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
On masturbation
It’s funny how sometimes all that you really want to do is to jerk off. There is this sudden moment of clarity. A clear aim in life. And the power to achieve it. And then boom! Everything ends with an orgasm. All the clarity. All the aim. And you are lost again. And life is […]
The dust does little harm now
I love words. I can’t remember them. I thought I would buy a car. I wouldn’t buy one. I told her I wanted to stay single. We talk daily like couples. I don’t watch TV. The TV watches me. If deadlines were on a cricket-pitch I would have been a popular no-bowler (not the best […]
Between Floating
There is this feeling of floating. Floating in air. The air is mostly humid. Flesh wet. Occasionally it gets hot. Occasionally, air turns into water. Liquid. Cold. Warm. Boiling. Gravity is mostly weak. The difference between closed eyes and open eyes is marginal. I talk and yet I am silent. I smile and yet I […]
Tamboo was a good boy
Tamboo was a good boy. I don’t know why they killed him for such a petty offense. Was it even an offense? I don’t even know why Tamboo didn’t run away. I think Tamboo was crazy. It’s good that he is dead. We don’t need too many good people around. Hailo – there is no […]
Not so funny
Sometimes I have a lot of inside me and I am very sure that something should be written about it. Sometimes on such occasions I suddenly go blank and don’t know where to start from. Let me start from nowhere. In the last two days, I have talked to so many people over the phone, […]