I know I know

I know.. It been over a month since I wrote anything here.. I've been lazy, and otherwise busy with my cycle of a life to jot anything down.. Its not to say that I forgot about this.. But I felt that I had tarnished the sanctity of this blog's purpose and mission by failing to post regularly..

And you would ask me, what has caused me to return, albeit shamelessly, to this portal.. How I can even think of opening my mouth in defiance of what I had done.. But to tell you the truth, in this world, anything's possible.. And if you don't care about backtracking on your statements, that anything will happen..

When I had that initial successful spell of about 10-15 days of daily posting at this blog, I was asked by the only follower of this blog (presently), Ashwin, as to how long I thought I could keep this up.. And as usual, in my own egoistic way, and in an elaborately boring speech, I made it clear to him that it would take more than a miracle to stop me..

But in the end, all it took was me to take a 2 week vacation at home, and I was back to being my usual self.. The lazy guy, who just wont make an effort to even follow his dreams..

And so, we reach the 29th of Sept, 2011, the day when I'm going to shout out to the world (well, at least the part of the world listening to me) that I've had enough of sitting around on my ass, and loafing around in the internet.. I'm going to force myself onto my feet, and run.. I'm going to do that one thing which always made me happy..

I, nay, we are going to make a film (a short one though).

P.S. in case you are looking for the countdown to zero counter, I decided that I would update in once a week.. Lazy, ain't I??

31.08.11 More Sleep, Eat, TV..

Latest report from Basecamp to Blogosphere..

Nothing much to report in the last 24 hours.. We are begining to see a trend emerging here.. The specimen falls into a daily routine of sleeping, eating and watching TV, if his fellow specimens from the past are not there in the present to give him company.. He seems to have turned into a phenomenan known as "couch potato".. We are continually monitoring the situation, and we will notify you about any developments, if and when something happens..


So, adios para hoy amigo..

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30.08.11 Eat, Pray, Love... Eh.. Actually, Sleep, Eat, Watch TV..

Yes.. That has been my day.. The best of days if I'm allowed to say so..

What better day can you have when you wake up at 10am, watch TV
1. as you sip hot coffee,
2. as you have breakfast,
3. as you wait for lunch,
4. as you have lunch,
5. as you fall asleep for your afternoon nap,
6. as you wake up from your afternoon nap,
7. as you take your evening snacks,
8. as you wait for dinner,
9. as you have dinner,
10. as you fall asleep for the night..

Well, that sums up my day.. Not entirely, there were moments in between when I had to go around doing my daily "chores" of basic health, and of course, the hour I spent staring at the cutest face to ever grace the eyes of a human, my nephew's.. :)


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29.08.11 Beach, Baby and Banter

Have you ever woken up at 6 in the morning and drive some 10km to the beach to see the sun rise over the blue waters, only to find out that the ocean is extending to the west, and the sun will only set over the blue waters??

Well, thats how my day started off.. Egged on by my mate, Sivaharsh, who kept saying that he wont be free for the friendly banter till two weeks from now as he has gotta go back to his college today, I reluctantly pushed myself off the bed at that "unearthly" hour, got on his bike, and sped to the beach..

Though we couldnt see the actual sunrise (from what I'm hearing now, the sun rises at about 5.30am.. who knew??), we did see the early morning activities of the fishing folks, which included fishing using lines at the pier (which gave some magnificent photos), pulling in the net they had set out late at night, halfway into the sea, and of course, selling the fish they already caught..

After spending a few moments cooling my heels in the morning freshness of the ocean (I'll never have words to explain that feeling), we headed back home, having breakfast from one of the more famous restaurants in Kerala.. After paying over the odds at Gurgaon, for food half the taste of what I was having right now, I was surprised to see a bill of Rs.36.. And that was for two people.. ;)

Back home, after a few hours of catching up on those lost early morning sleep, I was called into action.. The new guy in the house needed someone to watch over him, and since his mother, grandmas, and aunts were busy with the chores of the house, the mantle was given to me to keep him company..

But before I could make my debut, I was given strict instructions..

I'm not to rock the baby.. I'm not to take the baby in my hand.. I'm not to make the baby cry..

Basically, they were saying I'm not to touch the baby, yet stop him from crying.. And I cant blame them for saying that.. He was like soft butter.. If you touch him, that portion will change shape and take on a odd red colour..

But here I was, like a dodo bird asked to fly to the top most branch of a tree, hearing him cry, and yet not being able to make him stop..

And thats when she came in.. The Great Grandmother.. ;)

She had feigned retirement from all worldly things, but seeing her own grandchild's child crying like this, brought her out of her room, and she took the child in her hands, and in a moment, all was well..

But that spelled the end of my short, failure of a babysitting career.. But I wasnt gonna complain.. I had other plans for the evening..

Sivaharsh (yeah, the same guy, who made me wake up in the morning citing his busy schedule) and Dileep, were at big bazar, our usual hangout place.. The lack of malls in Trivandrum (for which we will always be thankful) made the three five storied Big Bazars out hangout centres throughout our engineering classes..

Well, the usual friendly banter followed, the contents of which are only fit to graze the mouth of friendly twenty year olds, and not the annals of public blogs..:D


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28.08.11 The Joy of Being

What is the joy of being?? But more importantly, when do you get the joy of being??
Every money-monger says its in earning big bucks..
Every sage says its in knowing the self..
Every Philanthropist says its in giving..

And if you ask me, for me, its in seeing your new born nephew smile his toothless smile at you..

And what do you do when you get two of those on the same day from two different nephews??

You are in heaven.. And thats where I'm now..

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27.08.11 Getting back home

After one week of requesting & pleading, I finally got my two week leave, and am now comfortably sitting in the sofa at my house.. You dont know how I feel right now..

Well, you shouldnt be able to.. I'm myself in the dark over my feelings..

I'm not happy that I got home, cos I gotta go back, and wont be coming back for another half an year to the minimum..
I'm not happy cos I was settling into a nice rhythm at the BachPad, and a round trip to home, means I gotta start all over again..
I'm not happy cos I couldnt see my new born nephew for more than 2 minutes, and that too, while standing at the door (he had had an infection, and the doc said I could bring it back).

But you know what?? Putting all those negative things in words just turned them around..

I'm happy cos I got to come home, and will be spending the next 16 days at God's own country (and a wealthy God at that..;) )
I'm happy cos I got the much needed break from the lazy BachLife, which saw me sit at home through two three day weekends..
I'm happy cos my nephew is all right now, and he's coming home tomorrow.. I'll finally be able to meet him in person, and say "Welcome to Bhoomi.. Nice to meet you" (if you are not a Malayali, you wont get that)

And you know what, talking non-worldly stuff with my grandmoms, taking advice from my dad, having the best cup of tea in the world (made by my mom), reigniting the passionate fights with my brother, planning reunions with my friends and much more MAKES ME HAPPY... :)


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23rd to 26th August on 13th September

I havnt written a word over these four days.. I was lazy.. Well, more apprehensive than lazy.. I had no idea if I would get permission to go home for a vacation, and that ate into the working hours of my mind.. Well, after getting permission at the eleventh hour, and spending two glorious weeks in Heaven - My Home Sweet Home in God's Own Country, I feel ashamed to not to have written anything during that time.. Anyways, I kept a mini summary of whatever happened during my 17 day stay, and am continuing from where I let off..

But to make up for the four days I missed, I will be posting a article which could crudely be called "A boy is born, and there goes the family", on my other blog, and I would post it by this Saturday..

Anyways, to all the readers, I want to convey to you, my belated Onam wishes, and I can assure you that such a post wont be coming anytime this year..

So, adios para hoy amigo..

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Back to the Office

I hate mondays.. And you would know why.. Cos someway or the other, Monday brings about a premature termination of the fun you are having on a weekend.. But for the past two weeks, I have been hating Tuesdays..

Thats cos for two consecutive weeks I have been having Monday holiday.. And the first of those was the first weekday holiday at office in over 4 months.. And it was welcomed with both hands..

But the holiday I had today was surplus to requirements.. Two three day weekends on the trot is only gonna make you more lazier for the coming full weeks.. And that is just the case..

And for me, the going might get tougher.. If all goes well, I will have my two week onam vacation sanctioned at office tomorroe.. But that rides on me getting no further work to be submitted for that period..

By the way, taking about riding, see Mohanlal "riding" two bikes at the same time (at 1:23)..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBbMgYgdesk&feature=related

here's to hoping that my leave is mine..

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Bread & Om-late night

Thats right.. This is the reason why I'm up writing a blog at 3.15am in the morning.. At 2am on a weekend (which is like 10pm during the week), my flatmate, Alok knocks on my door, asking if I needed an omlette..

A weird request you might think.. But considering the last morsel of wholesome food we had was before 5pm, you can see the sense in the request... So, leaving aside the FIFA game I was so aggresively losing, I went ahead to join him in a mid night snack..

Cooking during the day is a tedious task, but at night, its different.. The whole world is sleeping, the only light there in that sleeping world is coming from your house, and the food that you are making is highly error-prone.. Sleepinees makes you do half the mistake, the rest is contributed by the time of the day..

Like I made the mistake of not putting salt in my omlette, but ended up putting it in a bunch on one side of it.. Needless to say, I had to skip eating that portion for the want of a healthy stomach..

But that was enough for Annan (as I came to call him over the past year) to split into a never ending laughter.. And that is the reason, I write this blog.. To tell you about him.. Just a little though, and not the whole story..

If he would allow me to say it, I would describe him as the elder brother I never wanted.. But thats just cos he does to me what I have done, continues to do against my little brother.. From having the last word in any conversation to getting to be the lazy one...

Well, thats all for now.. I'm way too sleepy to decide what I should to write to make this post fun to read, and what would cause him to remain a chronic bachelor, cos of something I write now.. :D

But then, every guy has his secrets, both embrassingly private and astonishingly public..

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missed one

Ok... it happpended.. I was suppposed to post something on 20th of Aug, and I didnt.. You would think I would be heartbroken over not being able to uphold the rule.. But I'm not..

And its simply cos this is my game, my rules..:P

I've added a sub-section to the earlier rule, stating that, in exceptional situations, I can make up for missing a daily post with an extra post...

And 20th Aug was exceptional.. I had actually written half of my post, when it dawned upon me that this 21st marks the 23rd year of the day that one of our best buddy decided to visit this earthly planet..

And so, from 11pm, I was busy setting up a conference call of our buunch of hooligans, a group we fondly refer by the number of us in it, FIVE - Deepak, Shivan, Siddharth, Sivaharsh and me..

Since the bday boy doesnt want his roomies to know that its his bday today, so that he can escape some bodily blows, and monetary loss, I wont be saying whose bday it is..

By 11.25pm, the four of us called up the fifth, and we had a confy call.. For a group which was praised as one of the strongest in college, we hadnt had a confy for the past three months.. The non-simultaneous busy schedule of each of us made sure of that.. But nothing like that stands in the way of calling up your friend on his bday night, and yelling (not singing) "happy bday" in many tunes and pitches, until our throats are sore..

Anyways, that is an exceptional case, if there will ever be one..

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Bottles of Fun

*This was supposed to come out on 20th.. but due to already stated reasons, its being released now..:D

Normally, the people coming over would put in a call in the begining.. We had our first set of un-invited guests at our BachPad today... I'm not saying that they were un-welcome, but that we didnt have the faintest clue that someone would drop-by today..

They were our collegues at work, who were our erstwhile roommates.. Well, as soon as they entered our apartment, the first thing they noticed, other than the wastehouse kitchen was the collection of the so-called "Bottles of fun"..

And that got me thinking.. In two months of living here, there is an assorted collection of beer, vodka, whiskey and other bottles, numbering upto three dozens.. All thanks to the twice-a-week gettogethers of Malayalis..

Keeping up the tradition of supreme drinkers back home, the Malayalis here are making a massive contribution to the treasure bank of the Haryana Beverages..

I had read a report saying that Gurgaon was the city in the quatret of NCR cities leading the weekly drinking column.. Well, that is a no-brainer actually.. Delhi has a minimum drinking age of 25 years, while outside the National capital, it is just 21 years.. I know that nobody anywhere asks for ID proof from a guy/gal buying a bottle of fun, but the ones who dont wanna take the risk of ending up in jail, take a metro to the satellite cities...

And Gurgaon is the prime target for them.. With Noida being mainly a residential-cum-industrial city, Gurgaon has emerged as the entertainment centre.. With its phlethora of malls, its conjoined pubs, Gurgaon is almost like an open invitation for the young drinkers of Delhi to come and get some.. And they do, as you can see by the massive rush from Delhi to Gurgaon on friday nights..

But those are national issues... Coming back to my humble BachPad, I think there is an issue here, cos the number of beer bottles in the house beats the number of water bottles.. I'm not against drinking like I was two years before, but there should be a limit.. Right?? I'll leave you with that thought..

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Not too much...

Really sleepy... Cant say much.. Eyes dropping.. Dreams flashing... Talk tomorrow...

So, adios para hoy amigo..

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Baaah.. Humbug...

You know that feeling you get when you watch a good sci-fi movie.. When you feel that what just happened in the movie is reality, and your surroundings are not.. Well, I'm in that state..

After hearing about it for 2-3 months, I finally got to getting a copy of Source Code last week.. But saw it just now.. And man was it crazy... I would tell you more about it, but that would ruin the fun for you.. Just one tip.. If you havn't seen Inception, see this first.. Inception takes away the fun out of this one.. No copying or anything between the films, but you cant help notice some similarities..

Another thing with the sci-fi movies are that, I don't know if this is just in my case, but I feel like I have thought about that script or made some random stuff up in that line of thought.. Plagarism I tell you..:D

But, in reality, you know, and I know, that its not the case.. There's something weird in my head (other than my brain) that causes me to think like that.. If this is a mass phenomena, the only scientific explanation (without proof, of course) I can get for it is that maybe the processing speed of brain is so fast that it deciphers a film scene, cracks it down, predicts what happens next, and so you think that you thought of it before the writer put pen to paper..

And if this is happening only in my case, well I think m brain is way faster than you.. Like as if, in computer terms, I'm alienware, and you are Pentium 1..:P

Well, leaving all this narcissism, I do have to tell you about something interesting.. I have, and from what I gather from my friends, many people get a deja vu feeling.. You know, when you feel that you are seeing something you have seen before, but you cant actually remember when or where.. I have had that a lot of times.. But the best one was from my brother..

It was way back.. I think I was in 12th.. I was playing Cricket on the PC, trying to break a nasty partnership in a test match.. My brother who was passing by, stopped, did some head spinning, and said "deja vu".. when I asked him about it, he said he knows whats gonna happen next..

He said that the next ball is gonna get edged and to be caught by a fielder in what I now know to be the mid off position.. And you now know what must have happened.. I don't know how, I don't know what he did, but that was the end of the partnership, and its demise was predicted to the dot by my brother, a few seconds ago...

I read in some old book my dad had got as a bonus for getting Reader's digest.. It was a medical book.. And it said that our liver had some property to know the future and it has the things that are gonna happen till the end of our lives, right now.. I dont know how the liver can calculate all these variables, and arrives at the exact thing I would be doing in ten minutes from now, but if it can do that, I got only one explanation... Aliens... :D :P

Baaah.. Humbug... I have spoken too long, too wide.. Its time for my dinner and a good night's sleep...

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Masala + Dosa > Masala Dosa

Well, it's true.. The satisfaction you get on having a masala dosa is far less than what you get from making them seperately and then eating it.. And I say this from first hand experience..

What to have for dinner was solved comfortably by the fact that we had two extra packets of dosa mix.. How they came to be is an different story in its entirety.. Well, using this 40 per packet mix and some 40 rupees worth of vegetables, we made enough dosa to cost you a grand at any decent retaurant over here in Gurgaon..

And it was good.. I agree that it was not great, but there's something with self cooked food that makes it delicious.. Couple it with a day's hunger, and you have the most magnificent feast in front of your eyes..

And so it was.. Sure, it takes a hell of an effort, and necessitates the use of the basic procedures in a kitchen, but still when it comes to food to mouth, the thing you make, claiming to be dosa, and the curry you make claiming to be masala, is way better than the over hyped, over priced Masala dosa you get at a minute's bidding...

P.S. I found out that writing something can take my mind of an issue causing me some serious anger.. You should try that.. :)

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Push Yourselves and Be Proud...

This was something I have always heard, but almost never had the chance to experience till now.. Right now, I'm pushing myself.. Away from distraction, and onto the path that leads to glory.. A glory not in what I'll get afterwards, but in itself..

Everyone is competent enough to write one lakh words.. Everyone is competent enough to write everyday.. Everyone is competent enough to do them both.. But the fact is that you need to push yourselves to do that.. it wont come to you, you gotta go and get it..

Take today's case for example.. I'm back home after yet another overtime, and nearly 12 hours at office.. There's nothing more I would like to do right now, than to watch some TV show, or play FIFA till the cumulative hunger of the house calls.. I would then get up, go help in the kitchen, have my food, come back and continue what I was doing..

I never accepted it, but that is one sad life.. No accomplishment what so ever.. Of course, the work you do at office is an accomplishment.. But its doesnt happen daily, for you to think that you have done something with your life today, when you rewind the day..

That's the main reason I started this blog.. To make me look away from my distractions, to force me to go one level above, and to get the feeling of accomplishment..

The problem with feeling good about yourself is that you need someone to tell you that you are good.. Unless and until somebody finds it in his/her to praise you, you wont feel that you are good, no matter how great you think you are..

My egoistic self was no different.. My want of attention was always masked by shyness, and so I never felt good about myself before.. Even when somebody praised me, I would go all Doubting Thomas to try and figure out what that person wanted from me, through this diabolical plan.. Crazy, right?? :D

Anyways, I cant say I got rid of all those weird stuff inside me, but I sure can say that I have finally wrecked the thought that made me think that I needed someone to say I'm good..

With each passing day, with each successive post, I'm growing confident that I'm better than where I was yesterday.. I'm pushing myself to break the barriers I had set upon myself, and I'm coming out stronger..

Cos I dont need to any external device to measure myself against.. I know where I was yesterday at this time, I know where I'm today right now.. I know I was idiling away my time last night, and now atleast I'm writing something; I'm improving my english; I'm proving that I'm ready to take things to the next level..

And so I say to you, like many have said before me, like many will say after me..

"Push Yourself, and be Proud.."

So, adios para hoy amigo..

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cutting it close yet again..

Guess I dont learn if I get burned once.. After posting in, literally, the 11th hour, here I'm, again waiting till everyother thing for the day has been completed to post.. But you cant blame me.. When we scrapped the plan to go to mall/order pizza/get KFC, and make chicken biriyani, we didnt know that it would so much of a task.. And we werent helped with the power cut for about an hour.. And with office starting up yet again tomorrow, had ironing and shaving for the coming week to be done..

And tomorrow means I'll have to do this after a day's work.. Though it aint physically draining, I do think that it'll take some shine of my mind, when I sit down to write.. Hope that I'll be able to post something good atleast tomorrow..

Anyways, the chores for the coming week are out and over; I'm stocked full of yummy, delicious biriyani; with Ms. Sleep waiting for me in the bed.. I cant keep her waiting for long or she'll go..


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just in time.......

I think I got less than 150 secs to write something and post it... Just into the third day, I have found that keeping this posting business till I'm ready for bed aint a good way to start... Btw I think this is what you would call an online diary... Anyways, will give you an update on my day in the next post within an hour... But to keep my promise this much gotta do for now...

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Goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal

Well, not yet...

I, along with millions of Arsenal fans worldwide, am waiting with bated breath for the Goal that will put us in the lead against Newcastle.. and also, for the maddening effect a sport can bring over you..

Though not for the people following the Indian expedition to England.. One step out of the backyard, and the Indian lion, becomes the Indian kitty.. Getting beaten at a sport is acceptable; but getting whipped.. and that too, three times!!!! that's just not acceptable..

But no such shows from our favorite team will tarnish the fun you can have playing cricket.. I had mine today, after a long time.. And as usual, was out Golden Duck.. :D

But I have to say, I was unusually good with the ball.. Sent in three overs to return with figures of 3 wickets for 4 runs.. ;)

talk about talent..:P

But to talking about real talent.. I saw a boy, more of a kid than a boy, at the ground today, all of five foot.. And he sent a free kick over a wall of bigger kids and into the imaginary net.. And that was not the amazing part.. He sent one in what you would call "bend it like beckham" style.. Power, curve, elegance.. Everything into a single kiss of the foot on a ball, from a talented boy, who was aptly wearing a jersey with No.7 on the back, with the name as "Ronaldo"..

Well, its nearly an hour into the match, and still not that blast of euphoria I need.. Here's to hoping that I get it at the end of the next half an hour..

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why do I make all these blogs???

Good question... :P

I have made four blogs, three this year.. So what I'm doin with all these blogs without constant updation?? Well, God knows.. :D

The thing is I'm trying to find my feet in a volatile world, brimming with versatality, where the word "unique" has lost its meaning. There are lots of currents flowing in this world; criss crossing all around me; making sure that I drop get a moments' foothold on life..

I see people studying hard for getting into Govt jobs; for doing MS in foreign universities having seductive names; for getting MBA from IIMs; for getting Mtech from the IITs..

All these falls into the category of things my parents, my advisors and my well wishers said when I finished Btech a little over an year ago.. But the problem is I dont see myself contesting for any of those..

The reason is simple.. All that requires me putting in an effort to study.. And to tell the truth, I think I have had enough of that through 18 years of my life..

Its not to say I loathe studying new things, or getting that extra degree; or that I dont learn new things at work.. I just dont think its the path I want to follow.. And if you ask me what path wanna follow, I can only shoot blanks..

Cos even though I know what all the paths I wont follow, I dont know the path I want to follow.. I just dont know if its my present job, or some other engineering job, or something related to engineering at all.. Just cos I got an engineering degree, doesnt mean that I can only be an engineer.. There's more to this world than that for me, and even though I am not the most adventurous of persons, I would like to experiment and find it out myself..

And those experiments culminates in blogs..

My first blog was me trying to be a lover, or as it turned out, to be a devdas.. :D

Well, it was a laugh riot; for the people around me; and i earned a reputation that neither defines me or leaves me.. but it was a chastening experience.. I learned who were my friends, and who were the happy-go-lucky back stabbers.. I learned that there are things you should keep to yourselves, no matter how much you would like to scream it out..

And then came the second one; which died pre-maturely.. It was my attempt at writing life experiences in Malayalam.. But sadly, I couldnt get a flow for it..

Third blog is the one I'm not that proud of, even though I should be.. It was my attempt to get back to writing, and to get that much required appraisal from peers, which would keep my ego inflated enough to write more; resulting in a vicious cycle of posting and posting.. And even though I got what I wanted, I found out that even an inflated ego couldnt fill three lines on a page..

Thats why this new venture of mine came into being.. Taking inspiration from a blog I stumbled onto yesterday, where the author was an "engineer=seeking-truth" like me, I have decided to call myself a writer/ an author, once I reach one lakh words on this blog.. Well, seeing how lazy I can be, I might consider what I have written/will write in other blogs as well..:D

And to make sure that I dont go astray, I've taken a pledge, to nobody in particular to write at least one sentence on this page everyday.. Cos I might not know who I'm, where I'm heading, or whats' my destiny; but I do know that this life that I have before me is way too valuable to not to try..

And, you may ask why I'm hell bent on being a writer?? well, thats for another day my dear friend...

adiós para hoy amigo...

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