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It can be pretty damning, to promise something, and not follow up on it, just a day later. I did that, yesterday. But maybe, the promise was taking things a little too far. That was yesterday though. Today, is a new day, and today, I want to talk about what
blog
There are days, when, you question things, not the good things, no… you question yourself, and your doings… If what you are doing makes any sense? If you should continue doing what you are doing? Are you special, or is it just a product of the times that you live
lazy
If I decided to list out all the times I have taken a break from blogging, and started linking them out here, then in addition to it being a pretty long list, it would also be a fairly time-consuming and boring task. And time, and attention are too things, I
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All intelligence is subjective. Creation however, does seem more fulfilling than destruction. Why would any non-human intelligence be interested in destruction? Aren’t we painting everything in our insecurities whenever describing any other form of intelligence?
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Remember the Benny Benassi song? I remember going through the foreword/introduction of Malgudi days by R.K. Narayan, wherein he talks about how short stories are easier done, than a novel. Why? I’m not sure if he answers that. The thing is, I guess it was yesterday, when
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A balance of things, is almost always what makes things awesome.
blog
So, the blog I was supposed to start later, is up, and running. Its been a good month or so here, and while it was great while it lasted, I got paid. Let me explain that. I had a job, yes, had a job and with the first salary I
new blog
So, the blog I was supposed to start later, is up, and running. Its been a good month or so here, and while it was great while it lasted, I got paid. Let me explain that. I had a job, yes, had a job and with the first salary I
fiction writing
I was at a bad place today. Sorry couldn’t talk. Oh! I write about myself. I can’t help it. Anything I write even if it is about an alien race in some distant corner of the universe, I’m writing about me. Yes. That’s how it works.
fiction writing
We’ve been taught from a very early age to look for stuff when we read, you know stuff like morals, summaries, questions, answers. I remember being taught poems in Hindi, my mother tongue, the language I was most comfortable with. Taught, yes. I remember being taught the meaning of
dilemma
“1991 is as far from you as is 2030” It has been a week since I wrote something for the blog. It has been a particularly tiring week this. Both with the literal and the non-literal scenario. The story is finally going fine, but not without its hiccups. It was
fiction writing
There are days like, let’s say yesterday, when everything seems to be falling into place; the characters seem to be doing stuff on their own. There seem no boundaries, no restrictions to the world you’ve created. Once you start writing, the words just keep flowing, naturally and seamlessly.
