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200 Likes 204 Deaths

1. I would read the Constitution of India, when the weather permits. The temperature should remain under 37 degrees centigrades.

2. Thanks for letting me say something here.

3. Aaj Tak news channel reported 204 deaths in India due to Covid 19. If you scroll down my blog you would see a similar repetition on two successive days. Today 201 or 202 would have been a pertinent information. Yama abides by some principales.

4. A newborn piglet which had its umbilical cord hanging was being nursed by hypocritical dogs. A nice morning breakfast. I chased dogs away once ; the piglet has fallen into the sewage line. Pigs are nonchalant and I am more nonchalant. I am insouciant. Yes that’s the word. Wired weird why not. I am more interested in earning money by selling my communication skills instead of having to deal with dogs all day long. It’s a recurring phenomenon. Pigs eat pups and dogs dig pig let to let them into the heavens Venus sun unake sake kamikazes zest.

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Global Day of Parents

1. I only have count of shocks given to me by my parents. My father has not left any form of addiction untouched; tobacco, marijuana, alcohol- you name it.

Gandhi Smarak Bhavan

2. My mother is lustful like my father. She is delirious, argumentative and incorrigible.

3. If I thank them for the troubles they created first; only to make me prey and pray—- what do I thank them for.

4. They taught me to read and write. I taught many others to read and write. I taught them to be honest. I taught them to be abstemious. I taught them to be humble and devoted to the truth. I tried teaching them the truth beyond relatives. I failed. Miserably. Yet I tried.

5. I had a big loan from parents. And I feel I have absolutely none towards parents, grandparents or towards community at large now. I am free.

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Ice Cream!

A few birds are chirping around a cute little baby owl who blinks often. It can rotate its head with the aid of its flexible neck. They say it’s malukeshvara: the vehicle of the goddess of the oppolense. Luxeme is her sweet sweet name. Taxeme. Raceme. Laxeme.

The birds have a forked tail with a red mark. The Chamleone is shy of being photographed. Cyborg. Organized Zed Eye. Yen. Enneagram. Tetrahedron.

The climate is appropriate for writing poetry. I am in love with myself. Every bit of myself. It is the peak of aware narcissistic personality if there is a thing.

Why did luxeme choose the owl as its vehicle?

Why all the young men in my vicinity including those who have been associated with the name of Gandhi want to work as a government servant instead of carving a nice niche for themselves.

You see how it works: despite being the brightest guy around none of them stay my students for very long. The excuse might be this or that: I have a hard time selling my communication skills.

I sometimes feel richest. When I see birds and dark clouds. Among worshippers of money I am one among many. A nobody. I was systematically taught by some of the greatest teachers to not cling. They had a big systematic organisation which required management and marketing. I took them literally. They were the most effective because of the advertisement.

Unlock up zip up hoodie and codex. Index. Dexterity. Ritzy Ritwik bailiwick. I don’t think I had a choice to regret not being able to play World Food Program rice donation game. I also didn’t have the freedom to improve my vocabulary in the last one month. However, in the next few months, hopefully, you would see a meteoric rise in my vocabulary size which would be nice ice cream. It took me 26 minutes to write, edit and publish.