1. A bike with a triangle shape on its headlight cover and Vigyaan (Science) written in Devnagari script stops near the superstore. The previous script has to be completed: is he joining our group or not? The barbershop decides: whether I left the tuft on my head or not. Are we joking? My net worth is one thousand rupees per month. My caretakers brought me here from Vrindavan and never gave me any pocket money despite taking my services directly or indirectly. Am I joining the group. Who are we kidding? The barber was an expert. I can assure you: he has improved as an artisan too. The sacrifice for departing goddess had the priest who was chanting inaudible verses. Swaha! Swa stands for Self. Aha being the last vowel in Devnagari script: means: Rest in Self. Rest in peace. Die. Sacrifice self for Self. Ushma color.

2. I enjoyed teaching English. It was a Grammar test. Since the first batch didn’t happen: I had enough energy to teach in morning hours. I walked six rounds before I enjoyed samose by Asatiji and Pohe by Kushwahaji.

3. Bowling practice was easy because I reached in time. I bowled sixty times. Ten overs. Though I couldn’t sleep well last night. Tried watching a movie. Binaural beats are embedded with hypnosis and advertising. There’s overt hypnosis and hidden hypnosis.

4. Stadium has been cleansed thrice in the last three days. It’s after two months. It’s probably because of festivals: Dussehra and Diwali. I reckon: placing those rabbit shaped dustbins inside stadium with “Use Me” needs regular sweeping as happens for roads. Municipal corporation doesn’t have enough people and they won’t hire. The freelancers who are paid pennies like I am: are promised Diwali bonus and so on.

5. There are indian people living abroad: especially in Europe. They might miss gutka spitters and might be afraid of Mafia : but there’s nothing worse than being sandwiched between local and universal. The question arises: why fifty fifty. Why not the whole Truth? In the most severe of lockdowns I survived and thrived. In the normal: people mocked me when I didn’t care for work and denied me employment when I earnestly sought it. It’s indeed a strange society. The old and the new. They coexist. M. Night Shyamlan’s ‘The Village’ highlights it very well.

6. The Seventh Horse of the Sun. Shilajeet. Labourers. Pashupatinath. Narayan. And David Lynch. Dark City indeed! Very Dark. The Sun goes South. South is Right. If you face West it’s left. Dimensions.

7. After the greatest success of mummy papa United productions came bhaiya bhabhi United productions. Now comes: ……onus in on bonus. I am free.