Suicide

They found her hanging from a nearby tree. She was still alive when they found her, though well on her way to the next world. She died a few minutes later. 56 years of life, vigor and vitality snuffed out by a length of rope.

He woke up to find the place crowded with people. His father called him and told him about a death. He didn't care much. Hadn't similar experiences, i guess. He loitered around. Reached the room where the body was kept, with people thronging to pay their last respects. He looked at her face. It looked serene and peaceful. That was the first and last memory that he had of her.

Many years later.

He came across the truth by a quirk of fate. Nah, by lending his ears to the gossip that was always on in the background. He was stunned. Not that he had any emotions or anything. Just the knowledge that the truth was kept from him. That was infuriating. 

That day many things changed. His  impression of certain people, his viewpoint of life, his decisions and his nature. Maybe his life too. 

Lies...

Eureka!!!

Found it! The new title. I was subconsciously thinking about it probably but its good to acknowledge the one whose words they were in the first place. That too, in someone else's blog!

So, its bye-bye Eureka!

PS: Qualifies as crap and bullshit, doesn't it??? :)

Suggestions!

Want to change the name of my blog. Suggestions please!

Nepuisms-7

We don't need to be perfect. We don't live in heaven.

Back in Business

Its not as cold as I expected. The breeze is a bit chilly and thats the only chilly part of my existence. Once you are ensconced in the confines of your room, you could be anywhere- Guwahati, Dibrugarh, Digboi...

I am in Shillong. Scotland of the East. Haven't yet got the chance to compare it with my knowledge of Scotland (which is confined to the knowledge of Scotch and the Scottish cricket team). Trying to live life on my own terms. With freedom. And joy. But they are hard to come by.

I would have written earlier. But the network is not to be trusted. Have to apply for a new number and a new GPRS connection. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe the day after tomorrow. But soon enough.

I take your leave now. This was no blog post. Just an intimation to those who read me that I am alive (and kicking) and that I'll be back. Keep blogging friends!

Nepuisms-6

Where there's a fire, there's smoke.

And the smoke follows you around!

Nepuisms-5

Doctors are impatient. How can a doctor be a patient?

Nepuisms-4

Relatives are just that.

Relative.

The Mouse in the Mall

Not having much to do, i have been whiling away my time drinking gallons of coffee at a certain mall (sometimes with a lovely creature by my side). Not being of a talkative bent of mind (tongue?) my gaze always finds a small mouse in the adjoining store nibbling at the eatables in the racks. I feel a strange sense of solidarity with it. After all, aren't we all doing the same- wandering about trying to nibble at things that come within our reach?