The Cheat

She posed herself as a white living in Ghana. By seeing her photos I became bewitched. She was stunningly attractive with a sexy body and beautiful auburn hair. Initially when I called her she refused to answer me. At last this day after Christmas, she spoke and by her accent and speech, I came to know that she was a black woman. Then when I accused her of cheating me, she replied that Sabrina the so called imposter had left for US and she is a friend using her Sim. She even conned me to send 100$ and I did.

Dec 21st 2019

I woke up early at 6 AM. I had a strange dream and it I was a wild life conservationist and I come to India to save the life of black bears. One interpretation is a bear signifies power and independence. Another meaning is since the bear being wild it denotes aggressive and untamed character of the person. The third meaning is winning in a gamble like a lottery. I hope this time I succeed. Another meaning is help is coming on the way.

The Sad Plight of Indian Democracy

The BJP government of India is embarking on a mad and treacherous path by incorporating anti-democratic laws. First came the draconian law of GST were taxes were hiked to gigantic proportions. Now they have passed the Citizen Amendment Act which seeks to obliterate the democratic and secular credentials of India which is enshrined in the Indian Constitution. The BJP govt. is following the policy of divide and rule and democracy is bleeding with festering wounds. The students in various universities were conducting peaceful protests and they were mercilessly assaulted by the police. The police marched into the university library and one student has lost his eye in the ensuing riot. In many states internet connection was terminated. This shows the callous attitude of the BJP govt. in an-other-wise peaceful country. The economy is down in the dumps with the slowest GDP every recorded. The Citizenship Amendment Act is propounded to hide the tail-spin of the Indian Economy. Another outrageous decision made was to convert a mosque which was built in the 15th century to a Hindu temple as it is the birth place of Lord Ram. The Supreme Court judges who are the cronies of BJP govt. passed this macabre verdict to appease the sycophants who want to make India into Hindu Country.

The Story of Poop

Elephant Poop: ‘I am large enough to cover the earth. I am the biggest mammal in poop-history. I have won poop-accolades in the history of poop’.

Ant Poop: ‘My poop is as small as dust and I cover only a tiny fraction of the earth. So what if you are the largest: mine is the smallest.’

Now it’s poop time: let’s share our poop…. Ant poop ejected poop fragments of poop on elephant poop.

Dec 11th 2019

It’s been quite a while since I have written and posted my journal. Today I want to narrate a significant dream that I had. In the dream, I am trying to escape from my father and he sends thugs to catch me and they finally get a rope on me. Is it a problem of my conscious self—the ego, trying to adjust with authorities in the outer world. I don’t know. I really don’t know why my dead father wants to chase me. Is my dead father a God in disguise? Why I can’t I choose the life I want to live. Yes, I have only one life and I want to live it to the fullest. Being with Christ is a paradox—you are free and you are bound. Is Christ the- paradox, the authority figure wanting to subdue my life’s desires? I don’t know.
I dream of travelling to Bali an exotic island in Indonesia and also to the Philippines. I don’t have moolah to accomplish my heart’s desire. I want to travel, make love to the many women in my life and write all about my experiences. I have the culture of an aesthete. Life should be an experience of art. May the soul be a grandeur of experience. May the soul become with cathartic experiences I dream of smoking clove cigarettes and having grilled fish and duck roast of Indonesia. My heart and soul lives with the islands of Indonesia and the Philippines.

Fantasy

I and my wife went to the ATM counter and there was no cash in it. The officer at the bank said that she will put money in it. Watching her put the money bundle in a large bag, I got the temptation of running and snatching the bag from her. I almost got to doing it. Then with two thoughts in my mind I refrained from doing it. I don’t want to have any trouble with the law. I buried the temptation in the grave.

Angst

Demons
Rip
My skull and
Pierce
My brains ….
My soul
Wells
Lonely
Emptiness….
My bruised
Wounds
Scar
In laminations
Of an
Ethereal
Psychosis….
Sanity is
Leaving me…
Bad Luck
Oppresses
Me as a
Beast from
The underworld …
I am torn and
Fragmented
Like broken
Pieces of glass…
I sing a
Requiem
For my sad soul……