Inconvenience In Progress, Work Is Regretted.

I Was Looking For The Key For Years But The Door Was Always Open

Strange Thoughts Brew In Your Heart When You Spend Too Much Time With Old Books

I Put My Hand Out And Wiped The Vomit From His Lips, And Cooed Soothing Words To Him. It Squeezed My Heart To See Him Suffer Like This - But Where My Genuine Concern For Him Ended And Where My Self-interest Began, I Could Not Tell: No Servant Can Ever Tell What The Motives Of His Heart Are. "do We Loathe Our Masters Behind A Facade Of Love - Or Do We Love Them Behind A Facade Of Loathing? "we Are Made Mysteries To Ourselves By The Rooster Coop We Are Locked In.

Mangalore, The Coastal Indian Town Where I Lived Until I Was Almost 16, Is Now A Booming City Of Malls And Call-centres. But, In The 1980s, It Was A Provincial Town In A Socialist Country.

The Book Of Your Revolution Sits In The Pit Of Your Belly, Young Indian. Crap It Out, And Read. Instead Of Which, They're All Sitting In Front Of Color Tvs And Watching Cricket And Shampoo Advertisements.