fridays

are wonderful. they compensate for the sick feeling I
get the later half of sundays.I have always felt bad on
sundays, post-lunch, without fail. Not this one, but.
shifted flats this weekend. is painful moving stuff.hajaar
junk. mumbai is fine as long as one has a place to stay
and call home , preferrably shared with like-minded people
( preferrably , as opposed to usually ) and a company bus
to take you to office and drop you back home, and of course,
the expendable green ones.then you don't see that face of
the city which has the sharp teeth.I like to imagine there's
a big void out there, a crack somewhere and every once in a
while circumstances keep pushing me towards it. without
tiring, without fail. Like the Red Queen said, "You gotta
keep do all the running you can to stay in one place".
this place is humbling, depressing.