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World Population Day.

I burnt some garbage disposal. And cleaned up the sewage lines. Why do we need to be methodical about telling lies? I tell them, and you have no choice but to believe me, because you know about me. It’s so because you don’t want to fail. If you are not systematic organised and methodical: instead of being comfortable your lies might become thorns in your tongue. I am a single simpleton. I make no fuss. I had noodles and coffee after many months. Though I would like to have them everyday. I was wondering about the art of naked pictures. The art which can awaken the beast mode. It’s called monuments if there is state sponsored tourism industry and dubbed as unethical cause of sex crimes if available online. Sex crimes and traffic. Treating women as objects is worse than treating them as weaklings. It’s a tiny part of human’s genetic blueprint but I can be a hero. What is going on in the country and vicinity can be summarised in figure which is bellows;

elbow: 1. A mysterious virus. Which is sponsored by illuminati. 2. An encounter with many loose ends. Tobacco and nicotine addicts have forgotten that it’s similar to another last year. 3. China+ Pakistan+ Nepal +++ nation state. Wants to know. 4. 100 trillion dollar economy: soon UK pound sterling will be equal to 100 rupees. We wasted 1 billion dollars on bursting crackers to celebrate BREXIT. Why not! East India Company was going to have a rendezvous with its comeuppance. It’s cumin to its knees. You wish. 5. My name is Andy. It’s not a New Jerusalem . It’s not a news. It’s not a problem.

6. There might be rape cases. Then debates about whether there should be encounter or hanging them to Galloway township. Debate we must but not about candle matches. I am compassionate. Don’t talk about euthanasia. How did we arrive at the figure of 138 billion! By giving a fuck…in fact many.. . very many… very religiously. We were 38 billions at the time of independence. I was not there. I didn’t contribute into population explosion. Doesn’t mean I will get extra oxygen and nutrients. Quiet queue. The contrary fugue. I will have a hard time against people who lovingly dwell in the slums. I will see all that belonged to me naturally by birth being snatched away from me. I will have to relinquish the body even though I gave up the desire to live a long ago.

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Why NDTV is not available in my house!

There is a puddle of water outside my room. My father engineered it so that I have plenty of workout in the rainy season as my grandmother as well as siblings are crippled. I’m not complaining as it gives me time to daydream and write. My parents were government employee. They were right wing. I was in the standard twelfth on voting day when they whispered in my ears about having voted for BJP. I mumbled a cacophony of lies so that they didn’t know I voted for congress. I never voted but once. I was working as runaway priest in Vrindavan, Mathura in Gyaan Gudri Jagannath temple. I voted for Hema Malini because unless I did that the head of the temple would have been at loggerheads with me. The temple was in an area that was in the grip of a small warlord who had a nexus with the rebels that were causing havoc in the area.

I am not political. I have heard my grandfather was given a ticket to fight an election for state assembly. He declined the offer because he had no money. Gandhi wanted to walk on the middle path. Middle is neither left nor right. And it’s a razor’s edge because those in the left immediately have their ears up in the air they hear : Yoga or Karma. And rightist are searching your forehead for Tilak, your wrists for bands and your dress for saffron. Your attendance in temples also matters. The middle man is considered leftist by the rightist and a right wing by liberals. He is not a politician, not an artist, not even a man. And yet: he can’t take the first flight out of the pyramid. Euthanasia is not available. Is not near the end. End is not near. And in the middle-he’s not dying. Nigh high on your face. On your wrist on your ankles.