We are all but computer programs coded and run by a curious programmer, running within a single for-loop, living our lives one processor op at a time. When we sleep is when the processor runs other threads -other peoples lives. Whixh is why, in this day and age, with all the hustle and run run run life, we dont get much done , and our efforts are neber enough, because ,collectively we are all sleeping too less to allow the Processor to complete enough tasks. So the necessities of each are piled up like cars on the bangalore road, awaiting bandwidth. So sleep more!

If this continues , there will be a culling of zombie threads soon

In the Black Tower, you will face three challenges. You must face your enemy. You must face yourself. And you must face your worst fear.

the advice was given to us already....

 Driving through brookefield

Pedal push by pedal push

The soul dies

I hear theres a festival happening

In lalbagh

 Life is just sitting around waiting for things to happen, distracting oneself with food and imagination, while other things play out their course 

 is there a spot on the Earth, or in the Universe, where there's no space ? (not talking mumbai...)

a black hole comes close, using gravity to cheat...

is there a place in this universe where time doesn't exist ? 

what if we're all just sleepwalking towards the moment the lamp in the corner starts to look weird ...

as Alan Watts said, what would it feel like, to wake, having never gone to sleep ...

btw, did you know Laurie King has a pastiche of Sherlock Holmes meets Kim ? great fun it is ...

 90 per cent of human endeavour is to keep humans safe from other humans, so that the 10 per cent may invent stuff

 Scott Adam's, paraphrased

The universe is heaping shit on us all the time . We pretend we dont stink, and say honor,gratitude, and respect .

"When everyone is dead the Great Game is finished. Not before. "

 - Hurree Babu (Kim, Rudyard Kipling)

I bought Bells of Shangri-La

found it to be terrible .terrible. I feel like someone took the diary of the original Hurree Babu and tacked on many many  passages of high school level flowery-ness, and shipped it off to the presses without an editor looking at it...

felt a pang that I was one of those types who don't return things

that frontier has always been a source of great fascination

starting from Tintin in Tibet, Rudyard Kipling's Kim,  The Mandala of Sherlock Holmes, Seven years in Tibet, Magic and Mystery in Tibet ...

all grist for the mill

honest confession. I haven't read past chapters 1-2 of a couple of these...

something about the place whispers "magic!"

there are two large racoons living in our house, 

one smaller than the other

they eat our food and sleep in our beds and 

then give us attitude, also

the smaller one punches and kicks freely

they sit next to me, on the couch 

chewing through sugarcane slices