It’s not a very funny notion to sit long faced with some sort off emptiness in u and wonder, why does this fuckin’ annoying emotion even exist. It’s pretty un-hinging actually.
I wish there was a drug or some sorta thing to bring respite from this unsettling frail emotion, however even if u resit in this time and again….it doesn’t make u any stronger or weaker. It makes you stale.

I am going for vacations to my Homeland, India. I shall try my best to write these kind of articles everyday, so I do hope you enjoy!

A tale of copious hash consumption in the searingly hot annals of the Middle East.

After two weeks from my departure from Manila, here’s my first e-entry to keep up with my close ones back home.