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17th july

8:10 pm

I was waiting eagerly to tell everyone that I heard an old song "bhawro ki gunjan", after so many days. After hearing it i experienced the feeling of intense pleasure. I am thankful to God, at least melody of a song didn't change with respect to geographical location.

I am always waiting for the moment, when thoughts will come to my mind and i will write very fast, my hands moving freely like a mouse trying to go through a small tunnel (hole). My words flow down from my mind to eyes, fingers, then come down on the paper in twisted manner.

Delhi is burning with heat, sometimes I become frustrated, and weird solutions for this frustration come to mind, But i am strong enough to suppress them.

"This is not the way I think,

This isn't either the way i wink"

The fan inside me is v. hot, but it tries to take burden of making me calm.

For the first time i thought, dominoes does not sucks :), because now as a student i need to eat anything when i am hungry (i am away, away from everyone, ma pa , every single damn interesting thing).

Today in the after noon after having my lunch, i stepped out and then i walked and walked, stopped,looked here and there, again walked, this process continued until it reached to a saturation level. I realized many people are following this path, getting confused, in fact i was afraid i might follow the same path, BUT i have the power to restrain myself and to carry on the "good" work. :)