first musings

I want to sit in the centre of a pyramid and send out a lot of prayers and once they line the insides like wall paper, I want to sleep for a long long time.I did this little experiment recently. After 24 odd years of smoking, I took a month long sabbatical and then went back to it yesterday. First cigarette was awful, second bearable, third getting friendly and so on.... thing is, after the 14th one I have a mild headache and backache and my body is just not liking it like before. And so: its quits. Next : the writing thing. Two years back i had heard Amitav ghosh tlk about the inertia of writing. How that walk to the table is fraught with every conceivable distraction : from suddenly remembering a friend to speak to, to wanting to read, eat, shit, smoke.... just about anything that will keep you away from the task. Never have heard more true words. here i love writing, i have to publish quickly to save me from the ignominy of streetwalking. This trick monster mind is so unruly.Come to me my muses. Come, wander near and sail me through.


(the above are writings salvaged from a blog that i can no longer continue writing on. I suspect it has to do with google worldwide takeover and dumping the old bloggers in a ditch. sigh!