An Ode to the Deadlines

So long I had postponed Owing to the mispositions of stars Or maybe just the urgency to complete utterly unnecessary tasks A day after another after another after another Until you came finally, As you had, once upon a forgotten time, forewarned So, here's to the panic to the parade of chaos that you have... Continue Reading →

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How NOT to learn F.R.E.N.C.H. for dummies (like me)

Chapter – I The one with the counting It was a warm ordinary day of Octobre (October, and yes it wasn’t a spelling mistake). The month that brings us the beautiful season of autumn. Autumn, the oldest poets creating factory, is the most jolie (lovely) season of all. That is, in the rest of the... Continue Reading →

Sex, Orgasm, Atoms and the Universe

"I bet you get a lot of action." I winked at her expecting her vibrant blush. Instead she replied as if it was a matter-of-fact, “True. It’s like a habit now. I can't even remember when it all started. You know, I can’t even count my ex-boyfriends anymore,” she chuckled. "Wow. That many?” I replied.... Continue Reading →

How to open the door the correct way

I am sitting on the pot, locked inside my bathroom clutching an unusual realization with me, “I am going to die today.” I am aware that it’s a bit uncommon thought considering the location. After all, relief is what they call is a bathroom’s real forte. But I am far, far, far away from that... Continue Reading →

Things that I don’t understand

Fluid mechanics. Office politics. And heart. Heart because I remember how I waited for this day like one waits for a train when he is in absolute hurry; when he looks at his watch so frequently that his growing impatience is almost invoking in him crazy ideas for genocide. I have waited for this day... Continue Reading →

The man in the boxer shorts

I wish I could tell you how happening my mornings are. I went to office in spaceship the other day. What? Didn't I tell you my office is at moon? Or how I went on that long drive with Eddy (Edward Norton insists that I call him that) last Sunday morning. But no, my mornings... Continue Reading →

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