Thursday, August 1, 2013

00:21 IST
The Big Dining Room, Inderpuri
New Delhi, India

A month and four days have gone by since I last wrote. Things happened in these 35 days. Not a drop of change in me. Except becoming a big balloon.

Went to office in a sleepy state. Auto rides tend to put me in a trance. And then when the ride ends, the end-of-trance makes me sleepy. I tend to be half-asleep most of the time. I feel lost. I look aged, and lost.

Thoughts. Lots of thoughts. Too many thoughts. Bursting in a nano-second. Age is doing this. Not letting me hold on to anything. They slip away, these ruddy thoughts. Must hold on to them. Meditate. Sleep. Again.

Came back home. Gorged on a lot of food. Played word association with cousin. Most productive work of the day, was that.

Much written, nothing said. Good night.