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A Kingfisher and a Robin!

1. I balled 34 times. 11 hits. Enough of running this morning. Hockey players, Cricket players, Academy batch of Cricket.

2. Two men come with their gear. They look lost. I approach them and they ask about the entrance. I tell them about the old entrance and also about the new. The rhetoric:

Which side is entrance?

Westside. The new entrance faces North.

You might see it on your way to the carrefour.

Do you live here?

We have been called from Bhopal.

Upon being asked the very first question the assistant spits gutka to his left side. Architects are above being questioned.

So this ground belongs to college?

Yes.

And what about the stadium?

Not sure. Many people come over there.

Then they took my leave.

3. Can you think about my privileges? Stadium has been locked. Boys jump inside. Even I can jump for running. I am innocuous. As long as I have space I can run here: else I would need to go to Panna Tiger Reserve.

4. A lot of architectonics this morning. The ground where we scored like Bradman and kept records: Ankur and I: was being inspected this morning. Maybe they have decided to build a house and the land has been sold. Ghanshi was there. Tall. I thought she said something. I saluted her excellency.

5. Did I pass in addressing ? Baburam Chaturvedi Stadium and Shatabdi hall. Where else would you go running? The National Higher Education building was being built when i was roaming around billboards. Situation has changed only a bit. Those who have money have the right to spend and show off. Billboards entertain. Beautiful models like Blue Buddha and SRK girl. Why not. You have it: show it off. Yes, definitely. Like bullets, Lauries, tall buildings, helicopters, technologies and clout. I mean why not? Definitely.

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Any publicity is good publicity, right?

1. It’s a strange world indeed. More strange than i ever imagined it to be.

2. As i strive from romance to romance, job to job, to make ends meet: the angels and demons are playing left hand versus right hand. And if it wasn’t an age of technology: the signals and gestures wouldn’t have worked.

3. You see people who would be using either their left or right hands to talk on phone. Some of them are kabbalists. When you’re fed up of them: simply realize that: whatever you see is truth. Truth realm universe.

4. I bought guavas. Twenty rupees for half kilogram near New Colony. The name is new colony but it’s an old colony.

5. Three of them were worth being partaken as i took a walk inside the school number one field. The third one was bigger than the other two as it had more water. I put the polythene bag in the dustbin and counted 152 steps between two dustbins. I saw a black bull near number two- it was trying to eat plants. I put the guava on railing and it consumed it.

6. I bought another mask. Blue. Worth ten rupees. I also bought milk and bread from Neelesh Milk Dairy.

7. I saw an eldarin known as “Neguwan waale” near Maria Mata. He was walking slowly. Alone. It was after many days since I last saw him near family kirana store on his usual morning round of vegetables distribution.

I removed earplugs to first salute him and then to ask where he was coming from. He told about a heart attack. He had been to district hospital. He told that he got this heart attack in October when Mahalaxmi festival was being celebrated.

I recalled a similar experience i had. Convulsions. Fever. 440 volts. He met me just outside the transformer which has “Ram” written on it. The five pointed star on MMHS church has a red core and white triangles. If it wasn’t Neguwan waale: i would have stopped to observe the symbol a bit.

“I feel a parched throat,” he said.

Then keep drinking plenty of water.

“But where’s water on road?” he said.

“I should get him an auto,” i thought. He was reluctant, his house was still far as two of us walked slowly until Shriram fruits corner. I bought incense sticks worth ten rupees and then we saw an auto. I requested the driver to drop him off near Shiva temple in Shankar nagar.

Chaurasia ji had a heart attack, and Sonu used to talk about his grandfather getting 14 heart attacks. I saluted his father and Vishwakarma ji. This morning i had saluted his eldest son. There was a time when i used to mimic batting style of Sharad, his younger sibling and Sonu used to talk about how he got selected for indian cricket team. Now we know. At that time: I had put the idea before Tinku chacha: he clearly said that Sonu and company were bragging. The mouse I bought from their shop in my days of struggle was finally used as laptop was miraculously revived for my sibling. This year has been a year of miracles. Who would believe that I am playing for team India and speaking with BJP district vice president? Nobody.

8. Yesterday, three of them appeared as I was sitting in library. Kanfata yogis wear rings in ear. One of them kept saying:

” he’s a devotee of Gandhi. We are going to buy Khaadi dress for you.”

The day before I had declared loudly: neither Gandhian nor RSS way was for me and yet they were playing. After calling Damayanti madam i sent them to her.

9. Today a man in posh Khaadi appears. In the end. Actually many appeared before him. Three teachers from school number two: two madams and a sir. Sir used right hand to talk on phone as I was taking the class. Prior to that a man came to buy milk and he was speaking on phone.

( Edit: it’s interpreted as this: i asked her a few days ago if it was required to wear masks inside the premise. She told it wasn’t required. Now: three of them put an example of how people from education department are supposed to wear masks all the time. When i went to put the key on hanger’s cog number 4: she showed me the mask she was wearing I bowled 100 times this morning. Most of them hit the target. )

10. As I was eating sandwich the car with a tag of BJP district vice president is shown. It only has driver inside it. Based on the previous experience with Subhash, Laxman and others: i realize that he was being friendly via kanfata yogis as he sat on the left side of library door and spoke on phone with his left hand. The language is evolving. Will it result in pure body of gnosis and bliss free from fear, death, aging and decay? How can more and more laws really bring about self governance and peace. Hollywood made a movie called “purge” and we cooperated with them in 2020. More children are born than people died. The illuminati plan isn’t working. Yet.

11. Damayanti madam looked happy with educators. Golu bhaiya was back to monitor. Shri assumed she was doing something new that hasn’t happened to me 170000 times before. Saanchi shop had shown me a guava. Autowallah had shown me a blue mask. I dropped the yellow one this time.

12. Three of them outside Tripathi house were happy. I heard Dakshinamurti strotam before leaving the library.

(Mask on her face: she would also begin saying good morning. Would come on time. Do her homework given by me, until they don’t decide to terminate my service.)

13. While talking about my facial white spots: gudda was proud. I asked for a smartphone as I was using a secondhand. Then: it was Rahul’s trimmer. He already had those marks on his face. I had none. It was transmitted to me via trimmer. And yet: just outside Samriddhi medical: Ankit Mishra and his confidante play an elaborate charade about spot. I refused to take his ten rupees.

14. Shri looked at my face and spots and used an expression for Kushtha. Now her face has those marks. White marks. I really don’t know how that happened. She was reluctant to sit with Shailendra. It was proposed by her mother. There were way too many people disturbing in the previous spot we used to study. I was coming after calling clouds from field. Tej’s wife wasn’t present that day. She came running wearing polybags with a strange expression : ” chaliye nahin to Paani khatam ho jaayega.” Then two other girls did it. You know where and where.

15. Tej was crude. He used to drink. Once Mike’s manic depot was working in conjunction with russian mafia : “Tammy the ****girl… whose birthday falls in September and who has thighs on her page. She writes deep…”

Tej moved his left shoe as Mike had written: And the left shoe drops. The Gevurah. Severity. My slipper slipped outside family kirana store as I was taking a left turn.

Tej remarked and it was about Shri. The sweets were being made. It was to insinuate that she was Draupadi and there were five husbands. Tej would know what he meant. I have seen way too many cartoon characters in that place: both male and female. They merely keep doing left and right. None of them reads anything beyond newspapers and Hanuman Chaalisa.

16. I am out of this shit. There are books beyond Ramayana and Mahabharata. I went there for library. It’s a fact. By their attitude : I thought I could meditate in fields. They employed tactics to drive me away until Ramcharan Vidyarthi asked me to catalogue books. Since then so many elections have happened and I have seen so many people coming and leaving. There are four sections and countless stakeholders. What do they really want? Any employment I got since 2017 has merely been to monitor my activity and not really to help me rise above poverty line. This is state of affairs. Meanwhile traps of various types happened. Vidyarthi and Dinesh Mishra ensured I would be beaten by black commando. The day I went to attend a meeting in Dinesh Mishra’s house i saw the girl coming out of bathroom. Well, well. You know how much of it’s coincidence now. Later: charade continued for a while. They all tried me and tested me one by one and finally I realized that they were all together in on it.

17. Mamma was accused of theft and recalled later. Like Kanhaiya in Jagannath Ghaat Gyaan Gudri. It is too much. Perhaps why I was guided to read only sports news in my childhood days. Priyanka maami plus Sarita mausi were laughing about erectile dysfunction in Anurag’s marriage. What the fuck is going on in this world? Nobody is sane anymore.

18. The day Golu bhaiya was sitting with her and took me to Ankit: the moment i saw her i knew what she was made of. The tone in which she said: ” you can even sit in garden and read…” I thought she meant it. Like my ‘deprived of hemoglobin’ Vandana and company. It was the beginning of dying. Ku Klux Klan. I was the only person who spoke truth then. I am the only person who speaks truth now. Not that I lack imagination: I know that in the end we are all going to disappear. Whose imagination is this? Is it Vyas’ imagination or Narayana’s. Winter has come. This has been a long year. Very long indeed.

19. I sat on stairs: I wrote a quote by Herodotus yesterday. Today I was chatting with DLOG and she asked about good quotes. It was magical.

20. I bowled 100 times.

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Pathetic Revenue jeep

1. A jeep with ‘revenue’ written on it passes by. Just outside the Hargovind Hemal Park. A man on bicycle spits. I realize that the definition of the word revenue that i told her might be wrong.

2. I have corrected myself umpteen number of times. It’s good that she asked me the meaning of a word. We could actually have looked it up online.

3. Should I feel ashamed that I don’t know the meaning of a word? No.

( edit: my definition of word was correct. I was not sure of it because of lack of interest. 4.12.2020)

4. Should I be made to feel ashamed that I don’t know the meaning of a word the night after I played 20 vocabulary jams? No.

5. Who put her to ask me the meaning of a word? The details are important. If she knew that I was wrong she should have told me then and there.

6. If she was innocently sincere: who tapped into our class or got in touch with her and later organized it so that I would be given a lesson with a spitting guy and a revenue jeep? It’s this monitoring that matters more than the lesson for a simple reason:

7. Consider this family. They can’t give me bare minimum to survive. It has been more than 8 years. The employers start looking sideways when asked for money. Five rupees per hour. Slave for a month merely to get an internet recharge. They don’t have any money to help me buy a pair of slippers or a new dress or a decent meal.

8. They have plenty of money to look down upon me. To teach me the meaning of a word they employ a group of people who drive a vehicle through a certain spot and spit to prove a point.

9. I asked Anmol Khare the meaning of ‘panache’ and ‘denunciation’ in academy ground. The next day i am taught the meaning of word revenue by a crooked method: first the student pretends to be innocent or is put to the task of asking a question. Later a jeep appears with ‘revenue’ plate on it. A bicycle is employed to spit.

10. To perform that revenue act would at least cost 100 rupees worth of teaching. Oil and coordination included. Similarly: Imran Akhtar Beg making a dashing entry just outside the Chhatrasal’s Horse as all autowallah give me way: to prove a point that it’s contacts and friends which let you pass: it would have taken at least 1000 rupees to perform.

11. The point is: if those 1100 rupees were given to me: I would have fed myself and bought things necessary for my day-to-day expenses. The coordination is wasted to monitor and control you by state, family and police.

12. I must be very important. A single tuition in three years of seeking and trying to work which pays 1000 rupees. And that’s also used to monitor my ideas and discussion instead of letting me do as I please and deem fit. I haven’t seen a more pathetic monitoring and governance than this ever before in my life. This is merely being afraid of an individual. A whole lot of people working together to suppress freedom of one. This is what society and culture is about. So much for Adinath motors. So much for Shri and so much for Gandhi Smarak Bhavan and so much for that Revenue jeep and so much for monitoring me.

13. USA spends 30000 dollars: that’s 15 lakh rupees per year or more than 1 lakh rupees per month on its prisoners. Here you can create random laws and imaginary diseases to feed medical industry and mask makers and make people prisoners in their homes by not letting them be gainfully employed. The whole system works to keep in place those who walk with a straight spinal chord. This is the Gandhian Way. This is the religious way. This is the state of modern education and training. This is the state of society. Just spend thousand rupees per month to keep one employed and spend thousands of rupees in monitoring and teaching lessons. If I had a choice: I would never have been born in this place and time. If I really had a choice: I would have disappeared. There’s no sense in wasting your time, money and energy in monitoring and governing me.

14. Ghanshi: the homeless woman has been sitting outside this house. Has anyone from Pradhanmantri Aawas Yojna taken care of her? Why not to send her to an old age home or a mental institution? What purpose does she serve-especially outside this house? I must have talked about her at least thrice on this blog. The last time I did that : she pretended to sweep the floor outside neighbor’s house. That’s it! The whole world to monitor me but none of them to ensure that homeless get shelter in appropriate places or get proper medical care. Why do you waste resources like water outside Narasimha temple?

15. It would merely have been a looking up of word on Google with her. It would have been enough. But you needed an elaborate charade. A wasting of resources. What a pathetic way of using youngsters, resources and money. This is the contemporary society. Encroachment of land and hardly any space to walk. Population explosion and wasting of resources to deliver lessons to an individual who doesn’t belong to any factions.

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China has now risen!

1. MDH head passes away. After Amitabh Bachchan he might have the record of appearing in most number of advertisements on television.

2. I am shown a look alike of Neelu aka Sanat Pandey going towards North, probably to a coaching institute. When he met me he told me that he took interest in me as I was buying some register from a stationery. It’s a similar scene albeit this guy didn’t recognise me at all. Probably an MDH connection with ancient names of Sanat Kumar sages.

3. This morning the left burner of gas outside the kitchen was left open by someone. Normally the fire should have consumed the room when i used the lighter. It didn’t. I wasn’t surprised and causes might be found upon searching but I saw a boy with cylinder and municipal corporation water line was overflowing near Narasimha temple.

4. Scientists known as sages might have created religions and concept of Ishvara. This consciousness was distributed into various names as per the penance or merits like grading of examination papers. Narayana, Hari, Vaasudev, Sanat, Shiv and others might be name and place holders.

5. Each identity interprets or expresses reality as it deems fit. I doubted that the kid i was teaching looked like me. Despite my earnest efforts : I could earn only 1000 rupees per month. It was Kaayvyooha or cloning going on instead of a mere teaching of basics. The family guys want to incarnate in same lineages. The tibetans and Geeta also teach the same. Same old same old. Infinity rising.

6. China bought rice. China has now risen.

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The Blue Bird!

1. It was 23 hours ago. The last post. I am sitting on the same spot. Am I? Herodotus is credited with the quote “you can’t bathe in the same river twice.”

2. Bowled 40 times. 11 hits. Good catching practice as well. There was no juice on juice shop and no poha stall. Two days in a row.

3. I saw two birds. I wanted to take picture. They flew away as I got closer and closer. One of them was a kingfisher with very different blue wings than i have seen so far. It was young. Another was a blackbird which looks like a distant cousin of nightingale.

4. Hockey team is here. I had seen them playing before in my days of struggle. It’s still the same except i am bowling instead of being a mere spectator. There were two girls and nine boys. 232. Abhay was wearing shirt number 3. Abhay is the captain of the team or coach I presume. Chuck dey India. Hockey is India’s national sport. Either it should be given enough funds or Cricket should be made India’s national sport. Abhay tum sangharsh karo ham tumhare saath hain…

5. As my morning breathing, meditation and practice is over, now I should be anxious about money making. I need to buy my daily bread and butter after all. There were three pigeons on a wire. There were three bikers. The morning run is over. Here comes the noon.

Noon boon catamaran choon

Per choon perchance

Prance dance

Pierre Simon Laplace

Placed cede this id

This umber umbrage

Barrage of words without rage

Subterfuge fugue segue garrage

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Morning Role Plays!

1. After the grand success of Shiva-Shakti motors: Adinath motors, Mahoba road, before star of David, the temple of goddess Kaali.

2. First, one of them invites me to play.

3. I tell him that i need to do my everyday bowling practice as I had a very limited time.

4. As I begin practicing: I observe a bowler with a shaved head: a fast bowler. Then, a familiar, tall guy approaches. I had assumed he was in college but he says he’s in school.

5. Dialogue:

AK: Do you live near Mahoba road?

AS: No.

AK: I saw you near Gurudwara.

AS: Yes, I went there on the occasion of 551st Guru Poorab.

( in his mind: why does he pretend to not know me? I clearly remember him seeing me on helipad and he has been coming here for many days.)

Which is your favourite actor?

( I asked him that because he was acting like Krish in the first meeting)

AK: None. I am my own favorite.

AS: Any favourite movies?

AK: No, but I do have favorite cricketers: Virat for example and AB Devilliers.

AS: Which standard are you studying in?

AK: passed tenth, now in eleventh: 94.8 percent marks.

AS: What’s the meaning of ‘panache?’

AK: I have heard that word for the first time.

AS: What’s the meaning of ‘denunciation?’

AK: (with palpable irritation): let me play for now.

AS gets back to bowling. AK is called to bowl. On very first ball the batsman hits in the leg and ball goes outside. The boys go looking for it but come after a long time. Mysterious reasons.

AS continues to ball. 40 balls. 15 hits.

As thinks to himself:

Why did this guy who acted like Krish when Anuj was also introduced pretend to not recognise you until you visited Gurudwara? It’s what Kshetragya is about. An MVM student.

He wanted me to field for him. I said no because I had limited time to ball. His bowling and pronunciation can both be improved. He could have been truthful about having seen me first on helipad.

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Slippery Slippers!

1. A man with shoes, wearing a white kerchief stares for a long time…moves away as i ask. He appeared after my last post was published.

2. A blind man catches hold of me just outside the post office. He requests me to put address of an institution where he’s going to take admission in Indore on an envelope he has:

BCM heights, Vijay Nagar, 452010(Atmalochan Parisar, scheme number 54, Behind Bombay Hospital)

Mahesh Drishtiheen Kalyan Sangh

3. I put the address on envelope and he takes me before the counter where Akanksha sits.

4. Next he asks me to give him twenty rupees for fare. I had a fifty rupees note which is used to buy a tea which he drinks as we chat, a peanut snack which we share and then a sandwich followed by a bread packet. My wallet is empty again. My net worth zero.

5. The man told his name to be Vinod Pateria. He is a priest. His father gave all his ancestral property to his elder brother and none of it to him. He lives in Rampur.

6. I had a strong deja vu inside post office. It is only the second time after 2016 November when i went to put a parcel for Pawan Gupta. I felt as if it was the same person who appeared in form of Ashutosh or Bharatendu previously. Is it Indra or Shiva personified or merely my wishful thinking?

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Of medals and posters!

1. 40 balls. Many of them hit the target. A biker almost hit me outside Gaya Prasad Singh entrance.

2. A role-play exercise between Purushottam and Dolly’s father again:

I ordered a glass of juice. He had no change. I ask Dolly’s father for it: he also didn’t have it. I didn’t have change a few days ago: is balance equal?

No. Not really.

When he asked: he knew how much i have in my purse. Almost everyone knows it by now. But when i ask for change and he refused: it means he’s either unwilling to give it, or he’s busy or he hasn’t had as many customers till that time.

Individually: it hurts to have friends and family who debilitate you systematically and keep doing it till the end of eternity. It’s akin to a Kristina Van Hoose who politely said she would take the gift from WordPress to create a site and later forced me to step down from admin post. If my words were wrong then or now: the baby wouldn’t have been revived.

The guy gives you a note with turmeric. I give it to Purushottam. What the fuck is going on here?

3. Three of them in white dress stop by the Saanchi booth as i was buying snacks. One of them orders a Parle G. An auto had ‘sahyatri’ written on it. Prior to that : near collector bungalow: i felt as if autowallah was somehow charging my batteries. I literally felt energy moving up and down my spine. I recall how my knee pain was aggravated by some bikers and sounds in 2018. All your accidents and ailments are results of people designing and planning accidents. People who preach Gandhi and Jinendra but ultimately use iron hammers to hurt.

4. How long have they kept people like slaves here? I see another pretty poster. The offer lasts till you keep mum. Another boy with T-shirt number 35. A match to footballer with “freedom” written on it in stadium some days ago. The offer lasts till you keep mum about fast track hearing. About Vyapam. Fake handicap, fake below poverty line, fake saints.

Else: you will be killed. You will be tortured. You will not be allowed to sleep peacefully. They fucked too much and now you’re responsible for every calamity. Shove that medal down your asshole.

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Sweetest DLOG!

I am glad to have come across you,

Your glance or smile,

Is enough to make one swoon,

And lose their hearts,

To your majesty!

You’re more divine than i could ever conceive,

And yet,

You let me leave,

Without letting me complete,

A masterpiece for your sublime beauty.

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Is Corona a pandemic or religion?

1. As far as i am considered: it’s a religion. Keep your face covered like muslim women and backward indian women. You’re ashamed of being born. You’re ashamed of being a product of copulation in words of Nisargadatt Maharaj aka beedi baba.

2. Hinduism, Jainism, Islam, Sikhism and Christianity are five religions in India. Corona is the sixth religion.

3. I am not a follower of any of the religions written above. Corona is a state sponsored religion.

4. Guru Nanak Dev was born a Hindu. Prophet Muhammad was born a Jew. Jesus was also born a Jew. Buddha was born a Hindu. Why did new religions spring?

5. I foretell creation of a new religion which would supersede Corona. But the followers of Corona would have to marry to reproduce babies. One of those bright ones will be the founder of the religion which would replace prevalent religion Karona. Or maybe AI would create it.