Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Nevermore.


“Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are." 
 The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
"Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
"Fuck you," said the raven.”

-- Neil Gaiman, American Gods

Sunday, July 10, 2016

But it rained...

I finished 5 books in last 20 hours - this has to be some sort of personal record. Also, I should sleep now. 

P.S : I write a big ass piece after some 5 years and it just vanishes from the drafts?! Evil. 


P.P.S : It's totally irritating when the drizzling doesn't stop even after two weeks. Too much rain sucks. Petrichor smells ridiculous. Yes, I said it. Sue me. 


P.P.P.S : Isn't using smell with petrichor redundant? Like evening supper?