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Your mother is a liar. A big, fat liar. Don’t worry though. All mothers lie. In fact, both your parents do. They told you that you were smart and you, wired up like a biological time bomb, believed it. Silly, silly human. Thoughts like that will only lead to your self-destruction. Just because you can … Continue reading
For Christ’s sake, I am an idiot. Listen up: I wrote some two thousand words but still wasn’t able to fit the Apocalypse in an essay; the Armageddon in twelve point font. Isn’t that what writing is about? Hold on to your hats. The topic I wish to understand better is something that has been … Continue reading
There is no way in hell I can answer the question “Who I am”. For, unlike God who paradoxically commanded “I am who I am”, the equally divine Eminem who prophetically uttered, “I am whoever I say I am” or the drunken Winston Churchill who said he was a “glow-worm”, I am completely unsure of … Continue reading
Dear fellow essayers and onlookers, Prepare to be amazed. Wowed. Transfixed in one spot for months on end where your only sustenance is a form of jelly paste, where your mother has to provide the occasional “sanitary-napkin for you know what” and where even after the release from your catatonic state, you’re no better than … Continue reading
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