I used to be sure about not wanting anything I hadn’t earned. I am not as sure now. The rabbit lost to the tortoise in the ‘lal batti’ a minute and a half back… perhaps our fairytales were all wrong… these new-fangled Japanese cartoons seem to have got the right angle on reality…
I have semi-seen the outside world and, for today, I firmly suspect I’m allergic to it… maybe I’ll retreat to the Himalayas and breed exotic fungi… just me, my fungi and the voices within my head… and maybe one day when I’m trying my best to potter about in my snow garden with arthritic joints and a whopping cold, it’ll rain chocolates…
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