Worthless Words

People are dying, people are dying like there is no meaning to this existence. They are burning them together, tossing them into the large holes where bodies fell over one another and then scattering some sort of white powder onto the piled tower. It is crazy, there aren't any beds available in the hospitals. There is no place in the crematorium.  Just came across a news in Hindustan Times - At Delhi crematorium, corpses wait in twenty-hour queues to burn. And you can read all such heart-wrenching news in the newspapers with their utterly disturbing but true descriptions. But some people aren't happy about the criticism received by our current PM from all over the world. People are dying in horrifying conditions and you assholes can't even just take criticism? According to Bhakts and their logic, this is a conspiracy to demolish the image of our PM, and those journalists and newspapers were paid by congress. Yeah, The Guardian, The New York Times, The Washington Post, Haare...

  Indeed, everyone has different perspectives on life, and it is like calculating a perfect time for a thing that happened in space. Well, you can’t do that because time is relative, and so is life, so everyone is true here with their own frame of reference. Absurdity is my perspective. Honestly, I had a different view on life yesterday, but today I have a different one, and tomorrow I’ll have another one. How about I don’t make any choice at the end of the day? Do I have to? So that makes me a confused one, and will I ever find a true view or perspective on life, or is it just gonna change every day? I don’t have an answer to this question, perhaps no one has. When will I get the answer then? …… Gosh, it’s so absurd.   Ah, that story of yours, very interesting, and wow it goes way back in 1973, so perhaps I’d say you have way more experience in the life department than I have. I was born in 1995. Hmm, that drunk dude would believe that it was a miracle that he got 10 pounds...

   April Indeed is the cruelest month. cuz, first of all, I can't bear this amount of heat, the central part of the Indian subcontinent is hot as hell in summer. So the idea of European summer paradise, and the fun, well, I can't live that in India. For that, we wait for the winter, the clear sunshine, blue sky, and delightful cold breeze. So winter might have kept us warm, but the summer is full of Nostalgia. Sleeping under the white light of the moon, diving in the cold water under the blazing sun of the noon, sucking the pleasure from that colorful snowball, and what else? alright, that's all, that's all. Wait, was that all? Hell no, and I do remember it was all sublime, but, you know, I just don't know how to rhyme. Well, actually that sort of summer I lived last year after a very long time. I came to my small town around 15th march last year from Pune cuz the covid thing started to spread its shit all over, and god, I was literally shocked looking at what the w...