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  • Since I can’t be running outside a running…

    Since I can’t be running outside, a running commentary here. Okay okay.

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  • My use of full stops and commas interchangeably…

    My use of full stops and commas interchangeably, and hesitation in using articles, doesn’t hurt after all.

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  • Selfology not quite possible through clicks of digital…

    Selfology, not quite possible through clicks of digital camera. Only through movement and the turns into and through the phrases. And a lovely face to lock eyes with.

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  • For all the repetition pop songs do feel…

    For all the repetition, pop songs do feel silly.

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  • I had the things I had the time…

    I had the things, I had the time but had no fucking stillness and unhingedness to create things with those things. Now things gone, and am wondering what to do with this time.

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  • Am here just to slap lovely marketing messages…

    Am here just to slap lovely marketing messages on cute products and read and done.

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  • Do I think making music is silly My…

    Do I think making music is silly? My body doesn’t wait to feel the notes, or even gyrate. Restlessness n laziness, such classic mix.

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  • Every fort I visit upon seeing the majestic…

    Every fort I visit, upon seeing the majestic renditions of our giant friends, I ask the guides, are these native elephants? They fuckin don’t know. What history, what exhibition of nativity! How have we managed all this!

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  • If I have to write a novel length…

    If I have to write a novel length, I would have to refeel the pain, the inconvenience, the embarrassment, the cluelessness. And amidst all that think of names and stick them to the faces that haunt me anyway. Let’s just take it one funny page at a time.

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  • The last thing I felt would change is…

    The last thing, I felt, would change is my time to go to sleep.

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  • This craze for DPs has ensured WYSIWYDG

    This craze for DPs has ensured WYSIWYDG.

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  • You don’t stop to check whether you have…

    You don’t stop to check whether you have belief in yourself. That kind of leisure, ufff!

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  • What a break from those days filled with…

    What a break from those days filled with repetition, morning till evening. Folks called that normal.

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  • Too much of conversation very little perspiration

    Too much of conversation, very little perspiration

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  • Snap your eyes off the screen Don’t look…

    Snap your eyes off the screen
    Don’t look back
    For at least an hour!

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  • There’s a chance you would go back to…

    There’s a chance you would go back to it only if you can re-member it or re-call it…

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  • love is a continual interrogation I don’t know…

    … love is a continual interrogation. I don’t know of a better definition of love.

    • The Book Of Laughter And Forgetting, Milan Kundera
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  • I am so impractical Technologies developed for development…

    I am so impractical. Technologies developed for development and ‘progress’ don’t excite me so much. What’s happening?

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  • The truth is bitter I don’t know what…

    The truth is bitter; I don’t know what they call video games these days?

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  • The kind of thoughts I enjoy give me…

    The kind of thoughts I enjoy give me a pass when I am hungry.

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