Time and again.

At a friend’s shop, sitting on this chair with my legs stretched. Been sitting here with my legs stretched since about thirty minutes. The friend is nowhere to be seen. ‘He said he’ll be back in five minutes’ says the helper. ‘Sure’ I say to him and continue with the sitting. Yesterday, started reading this [...]

One coffee, please.

It’s hard for an artist not to think of success. Without envisioning success far down the line somewhere, he might not even begin to act upon his visions and dreams. Sitting in this cafe at 7 in the evening after a tiring day at work, what makes me think, out of nowhere, about the success [...]

Morning hunger.

I am not failing enough. That is the problem. The problem is just that. The fucking problem. It's like I've come to a halt. I cannot believe how I have come to this. But then, there's nothing to believe in it. It's a fact that I've stopped functioning altogether. I am just a rotten vegetable [...]