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The Tennis Racket!

1. Outside the badminton court: an old bespectacled calm looking guy was playing tennis. I went to the hand pump to wash my feet and then I took a piss nearby. That’s the usual place most people piss in stadium.

2. I felt like asking that man: how much did you pay for that racket ? I asked him that.

Then he said: 3.

I asked again: 3 what?

He said it was 3000. I asked if it was available nearby. As if: I would have made that my next goal.

The thing is: he himself told me:” no one plays tennis here.” I brought it from Bhopal. His demeanor was disarming. I thanked him and parted. It was the first time I saw someone playing tennis inside this stadium.

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Shabbath

1. I need some rest. It has been a long and eventful day.

2. Shabbath: in the name of homework she had only copied a verse in good handwriting. Since she was bored we played a game of verbal intelligence which became interesting after I understood the rules. I scored 100 more points overall. Maybe I cheated a bit: by not writing all names fully: but so did she. She omitted some letters and wrote wrong spellings for most words.

3. I had the masonic Pulav thrice today: result: I ate only a bit of vegetables and milk worth ten rupees was enough to eat soaked bread with it. I bowled 30 more times before going to library. Since stadium was locked I bowled in the Shatabdi ground. The music wasn’t hacked in there. I need some rest. It has been a long and eventful day. The kid had a new notebook today. The count of balls reached to 130 in the morning session alone. I need to talk to DLOG and play some jams.

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As it happened!

1. Suyash was standing outside the stadium door when I was making exit. I scored 1234124 ranks. I also had momos and sandwich. The only ball I threw in the South East went to the pavilion. I thought I needed to buy another but then jumped through the railing inside and got the ball as well as a picture.

2. I bowled a whopping 100 times! It made the total count to 150 balls. Which is 25 hours. I am content with my performance in bowling and jams.

3. The word “epaulettes” is the only one which had all incorrect responses today. It’s only such question this season.

4. It was November 17, 2011 when I wrote a factual fiction which expelled me from Saurabh Vyas’ heaven. Now I wrote another without using fiction: clearly stating that Pateria and company has been pressing too much for address and so on without any reason. I have no history whatsoever with any of them. Yet: I codemn the ceremony of forcing people to get married if they spend some time together. It has been reported in media about Valentine’s day and honor killing is not something new.

5. Another roof. Another sacrifice. I observed some more Chelpa birds today. I need to play a bit more before I go to sleep.

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Amrita Preetam

1. I read–she used to write name of Sahir Ludhiyanvi on the back of her husband. You don’t know if I am appreciating her or her husband or the institution of marriage or romance. No, you don’t. Don’t pretend.

2. She was handsome and won some prizes. I read a novel’s opening by her in library: Yatri. Maybe it’s a collection of stories. She called women as ‘smugglers of existence’ as they smuggle a life in their wombs. The whole context becomes clear only when you read the piece in full. I showed the opening to my student.

3. I commented on a post with similar stuff. The comment made the blogger uncomfortable. She deleted it. I had only given facts written above. Plus : patriarchy being myth : which was shown to me in my walks.

4. I needed to create this short note because it doesn’t feel good to be censored without reason. I needed to keep record of my own words where I may return to if required. Imagine how I felt when they deleted all written with the ID thinkerv0 on Blogger’s World.

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Rubbish

1. Played only one vocab jam in which I got first rank.

2. KK was issued couple of forms from library. It was after four days since books were already issued to his confidante. Two of them. This had to be kept as a private affair. I kept it until I could. I don’t want to be rebuked by the librarian for something I didn’t do.

3. Just because I went to the field for a few minutes he rebuked me as badly as that goon who was drunk. My fault was my optimistic nature. Now if we are to see : there is a world of difference in rules for Ashrama (prison) inmates and visitors. It should be so. It is so everywhere.

4. Being chide about not having 500 rupees for caution money, taking a loan from office assistant who was genial welcoming me into the premise. The duplicity of the secretary and rest of the staff who did their best to prevent my reading or meditation inside the premise not because I did something underhand but because I might have told people about what went indoors. Once they pasted a notice which prohibited anyone who did any substance abuse. When I asked about the Kaka who was Harijana Sevak Sangh member and a tobacco addict: they immediately removed the pasted note.

5. Young people shouted on me saying:” why do you sit at other’s house? The fact was: there were too many like them and I was actually doing my job.” Who are these people, where do they come from?

6. It’s the same people no matter where you go. All ethics and rules are for you: all luxury and enjoyment is for them just because they do it in a group and use laws as their final shield.

7. I read a story by Rabindranath Tagore: it was titled “Alive and Dead.” It was a third class story. Hackneyed. Cliche. Trite. Rubbish. I didn’t like reading it. He was a Nobel laureate, his song was adapted to be a national song. Still: the story was rubbish.

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Followers of New Religion!

1. When Sun goes South: the West is right. That which came later is right. Tradition is wrong. When Sun goes South- compass points to traditional but you don’t need it. When Sun goes South– you are righteous.

2. There were 13 dogs. I had just crossed Maharshi Pranavananda Vedic Research Institute’s gate when I observed them. They were all basking in the Sun. Only one of them had a belt around its neck. It was black. Not the belt, the dog. The belt was brown.

3. There’s about a score of buses and jeeps combined together inside the stadium. It’s election day. I observed a card lying on the grass as I was bowling. I inverted it to see the face: it had four stars: an extra joker. Nearby you see shards of a broken liquor bottle. Three white buses belong to Udan group. They have Chhindwara and Pipariya written on their back.

4. The passage just outside the badminton court was wet because of the water tank. It was a relief to get the SouthWest QRF ramp for bowling practice. I saw people playing football, walking and chatting. The next thing you know: all fit people are declared unfit by the draconid institution and we are locked up inside houses only to be fucked up by ill gutka shakers and goons. It has happened before it might happen again.

5. I was beaten by a black commando and a bunch of police officers near Maria Mata High School for not wearing mask. I am one of the most healthy males around. I have not been to any doctor in six-seven years except for root canal. I don’t fall ill. Yet: I was beaten while I was going to library. They didn’t hear my logic but rather mocked me being a reader. To say that I was admitted to military or to this or that group is pure bullshit in a country where government siezes your documents and makes you helpless in the name of helping you by spying on you with the tools you use to educate yourself and others. I didn’t wear mask and I was harrassed by local mafia. Politicians and their pets are all same.

6. Corona might be a religion for some people. As people wear tilak or yarmulke they started wearing a mask to serve scaremongers. A time will come when this phase along with AIDS and others will be recalled as the darkest phase of human evolution. Ayurveda practicing people along with medical people had huge incomes and a hidden world war was fought with weapons of biological massacre. All people who first let population be exploded allowed it so that population reaches to the normal. I don’t follow Corona. Nobody died near me from Corona. Breathing ailments and such were available for medical people who make their living on them since forever. Why invent a new disease? Within a wink I would have dissolved this pathetic existence if it were upto me. Hence it’s not upto me.

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11211: Thus Spake Tohu!

1. Woke up drowsy. Kids didn’t turn up for class. Came early to Shatabdi ground. Shat means hundred and abd means years: the ground was created commemorating hundred years of something.

2. Bowled sixty times or ten overs with music: absolute pleasure after three vocabulary jams. Some Gujjars confirmed if it was my own ball I was practicing with.

3. I couldn’t witness Chelpa birds today. No miracles today. I need to write a good tohu verse on Blogger’s World.

4. Where have players on vocab jam gone? I scored 11211. There were only 12 to 13 players per game. Played Free Rice quiz as well.