Found the confrontational self back after long...unsure if I would feed him to death or starve to life! Does an obliging life accrue all that it promises to shower...or just bite the dust in the end?

Watched 'Manjhi' - a cinematic lowdown on the conundrum of Love - nourished and fondly left undeciphered for ages. With its endearing clumsiness and engaging disorder the movie turned out to be a perfect ode to the absurdity of love. I soaked in!

Night has a mystical, innocuous yet opaque dishonesty that dies in morning's luminous flatness...intriguing and inspiring at once.