Cold evening. Early return from work. Nothing to do until tomorrow morning. I had this urge to read Kafka again, and so this evening, I began reading his diaries. Some music in background kept playing. It was slow music. Not classical though. It might have been blues. On the other side of street, one man [...]
Category: prose
An update.
Few more lines written in journal this evening. Now, time to take a break, smoke a cigarette, listen to piano music in the dissecting silence of this cold night. I wish I wore lesser and felt freer. Of course the act won't set me free, but better to feel that feeling before I am dead [...]
It’s been really long.
No diary entry since four days. Something has me disturbed. It better be something momentary. Over the course of life, all gets sorted out. The fact does bring me some peace. I need not rush, although I might feel the need to. How far will I go if I rush all the time. I want [...]
Soon, it is over again.
Merry time is almost over. In twelve hours, the drudgery resumes. Twelve hours of life left. Remove from that 9 hours of sleep. That leaves me with just three hours. Three hours. People talk about forever. How ridiculous. Turned down a dinner offer. I do not usually seek human connection. I like to remain utterly [...]
Who gives a shit anymore.
It has been a while. Forgot this corner of my life. I have been busy, with what, I cannot say. It's not like something important has kept me engaged. I am busy for nothing. Glad for another Friday. Book three in progress. The ceiling fan is working fine. The door to my room closes without [...]
Lo-fi, Bird eggs, Fight.
The lo-fi playlist continues. Song number 424 and it's soothing to the ears. It seems like a song I can play on repeat. I think I will play it on repeat. Early morning, checked again for the snake in my garden. It's nowhere to be seen. Yesterday evening, saw a number of tailor bird nests [...]
Unplanned and spent.
How much of your life do you really plan? I plan very little. In fact, I plan nothing other than how much money I can spend at the most. That's the beginning and the end of my planning. All else goes unplanned. Road trips. Dinner outings. Casual walks. Taking a swig of cold beer in [...]
Snake, Jazz, Cooking.
Woke up a little earlier than usual. The first thing I remember seeing is a snake, fat and long, black skin, slithering away to the far end of my garden. It was gone from my eyes in less than 20 seconds. Really sharp senses. A while later, I was wishing I caught it. I wanted [...]
Thorn break.
Munching snacks. Looking at the window. Beer forcing itself out of my damp eyes. The world won't care about my absence as much as I don't care about the absence of the world. Some song playing but I do not care. There's nothing else but this moment. All else is false recording, exaggeration or understatement. [...]
After a noise day.
Hopefully, it won't rain today. Dinner has been served earlier than usual, only I haven't eaten yet. Often, my hunger isn't for food. I will see later. Met this character today. He is one of those who know nothing but shout a lot in everything. That's how people like him want to hide their incompetence. [...]
Tomic Riter 
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