Some people love it when others throw heaps of praise at them. They want it more. It gives them an amazing high. Anne Frank, however, was the exact opposite of them. If she were alive today, she would have surely been bored of the world praising her all the time.
Humans create beautiful and admirable things. One of them is the Samosa. Another is the Burger. A Samosa is made with so much love, care, and oil while Burger is an industrial product.
You can imagine the dapper Samosa chugging beers upside down in honor of being healthier than burger according to the report of CSE.
Is there an afterlife? That can only be explained by people up above the sky having samosa and cutting chai in breezy summers. Afterlife to me is a beautiful zombie apocalypse that begins in an alternate reality. The concept of the afterlife is titillating to me.
My spring rolls were recently opened, eaten, resealed & packed for delivery by a Swiggy delivery guy. I felt a rush of heavenly wisdom that maybe maybe we are living in the nawab era.
Brace yourself for a blistering election season, another kind of Valentine fever where they overpromise & under-deliver like always. It is probably even a bigger source of entertainment than Cricket, Bollywood & even Porn. Elections in India are like an extramarital affair turned ugly. It is like a pack of chips. Full of air but chips.
I am a woman roaring 40s this year. In my all conscious, I declare that I love my menstruation days. I never knew that I could fall in love with my bloody periods. The journey began at 13 and at the very first instance, did not understand as usual what is happening to me? Why I am bleeding? I was not given the “talk”.
What sets this brief novel apart is the tone – intense & characterful. This is a very easy book to read. The author writes well with true clarity and depth. The novella has a style of its own, with almost every sentence beginning on a new line. The sentences build on each other, play off each other, and resonate around each other like jazz riffs.
Women are always crying, nagging and fucking ranting all the time in the name of sexual abuse!! What is wrong with this gender!! Be blessed, arrogant minds. I pity you.