I used to write a blog called Our Lonely Lives during my depression era (now famously known as my disappearing act). I had become a recluse at that point, spending all my waking hours either in the company of my PC or with my good friend, Loneliness.
So this Our Lonely Lives, it was a wordpress blog and at that time I was too conceited that I had to keep it locked and password protected. Only I could read what was written in it. I had spewed venom and spilt all my hatred towards life and those surrounding me. I remember rereading it at a later point and thinking I had hit rock bottom and I would never get there again.
Ha.
I bumped into my good friend, Mr.L (Loneliness, for the uninitiated) quite recently and it was as if we had never parted ways. We spent a lot of time bringing each other up to date. We even managed to talk about the good ol days when there was just us and nobody else around at Somasundaram.
He proposed an interesting theory though. That my best work happened in his company. He said that almost all my "profound" ideas and thoughts and all my favourite stories came to me during my long affair with him.
And as I thought about it, I couldn't help but agree!
With his help I came up with my Matchbox Thieves; He made me think of the middle aged man who gets a chance to meet his favourite heroine; He was instrumental in my puppeteer hero contemplating rescuing his wife sitting in a cinema theater; he witnessed me come up with my trilogy on cinema.
His presence boosted my vocabulary. He gave me my detached vision, with which I could see the world as myself and as him.
Mr.L!
You are back.
I am looking forward to your sojourn.
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Today's conversation with Geetha @ Hippo
Me- Hi, eppdi irrukeenga.
Geetha - Hi N, epdi irukeenga! pathu romba naal achu.
Me- Aaan. I am doing good.
Geetha (with a glint in her eye and a knowing smile) - Ria madam epdi irukkaanga!
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I finally got loads of money in my account.
And I will be getting more.
Lots more.
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A rebellion is brewing within him. Thambi, be patient. Your turn is around the corner. You will get your break. Everything will work out in your favour soon.
I sympathise with him though.
I am not even half as deep a shit as him and I cause/caused way more trouble.
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Ashok Nagar.
So this Our Lonely Lives, it was a wordpress blog and at that time I was too conceited that I had to keep it locked and password protected. Only I could read what was written in it. I had spewed venom and spilt all my hatred towards life and those surrounding me. I remember rereading it at a later point and thinking I had hit rock bottom and I would never get there again.
Ha.
I bumped into my good friend, Mr.L (Loneliness, for the uninitiated) quite recently and it was as if we had never parted ways. We spent a lot of time bringing each other up to date. We even managed to talk about the good ol days when there was just us and nobody else around at Somasundaram.
He proposed an interesting theory though. That my best work happened in his company. He said that almost all my "profound" ideas and thoughts and all my favourite stories came to me during my long affair with him.
And as I thought about it, I couldn't help but agree!
With his help I came up with my Matchbox Thieves; He made me think of the middle aged man who gets a chance to meet his favourite heroine; He was instrumental in my puppeteer hero contemplating rescuing his wife sitting in a cinema theater; he witnessed me come up with my trilogy on cinema.
His presence boosted my vocabulary. He gave me my detached vision, with which I could see the world as myself and as him.
Mr.L!
You are back.
I am looking forward to your sojourn.
------------------------------------------
Today's conversation with Geetha @ Hippo
Me- Hi, eppdi irrukeenga.
Geetha - Hi N, epdi irukeenga! pathu romba naal achu.
Me- Aaan. I am doing good.
Geetha (with a glint in her eye and a knowing smile) - Ria madam epdi irukkaanga!
--------------------------
I finally got loads of money in my account.
And I will be getting more.
Lots more.
------------------------------------------
A rebellion is brewing within him. Thambi, be patient. Your turn is around the corner. You will get your break. Everything will work out in your favour soon.
I sympathise with him though.
I am not even half as deep a shit as him and I cause/caused way more trouble.
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Ashok Nagar.
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