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April? So Be It!

Old faithfuls, new hopefuls, here I am again. I’ve been harping about revealing myself in February – well, that didn’t happen. Well, I won’t disappoint you any more. April it shall be. The month of Amusement and Admiration. Er, ignore the corny adjectives. What I mean to say is that I am back in town and I am going to rock your lives more than ever this summer.

The heat wave was intensely powerful as I stepped off my plane last night. I’ve been cruising around the globe, trying to find Raj, the scum of the earth, and teach him not to meddle in my life. Turns out, among his other nefarious talents, hiding is one. I couldn’t find him, but rest assured, I will. And when I do, Bangalore and the whole world will see. And experience. And talk about it for a long, long time.

Can’t really say how much longer now. It should be any day. When I reveal myself, you will be astounded. There is more to life than a heat wave and commercialized cricket. You’ll see.

Wait. Watch. And Learn.

The Crumbling Of The Cookies

It’s true, I’ve been running high on paranoia the past few days. Whatever I do, it seems that there’s someone on my heels all the time. There are doors that are left open and I’m sure I’ve locked them. There are books left astray on the shelf and I’m quite meticulous about them. There are numbers stored on my phones and in my dialed lists – numbers I’ve never seen in my life; numbers that don’t exist when dialed.

I have a pretty good idea what’s happening and I’m sure who’s behind all this. It’s time I introduce you to this man called Raj. He’s a self-obsessed sonofabitch who’s done me no good. He’s a living breathing example of scum. I hate him from the bottom of my heart, and I thought he was dead. I really thought he was dead! It would have been good riddance! Now, I’m sure he’s back, and he probably wants to get even.

It’s been quite a lean 18 months for me, without a challenge. I guess now that Raj is back, I’m getting more and more excited, as each day grows. If you’re reading this, Raj, you can go screw yourself. Where the hell are you, anyway? If you are after my money, you need to show yourself. I never thought subtlety was your forte.