its miraculous how people manage to be so persistent with the prostitution of life. they arent living. . they are chasing cars (materialism), they are found in enclosed cubicles staring into the flat screen before them, calculating, they are found in queues at departmental stores and at lucky draws wasting their luck trying to get lucky. When the business of life catches up with them, they evaporate listlessly into the undulating plains of un-understanding. they are lost then.

i dont want to land up among them. that is not where i belong.

I’d rather levitate in my mind than patronize a ramdev baba to help me do it in real. i think i do it better!!

I live to live and i love to live it!