Monday 13 July 2015

Sands of Time

On some days, I wish science was as advanced as much as it is hyped. I wish there was a mental typewriter that could sequentially blog all that's steamed up within and auto format it into the appropriate text color, bold, italics and underlines reading my mood for the day. But then, welcome back to reality, for it's only 2015. But I know my idea is well taken and I won't be given patent for such wonderful food for innovation to the kids in centuries to come.

The plain logic as to why I crib this morning for a Doraemon Gadget, is because, I am tired to think and type. And vice versa.

The reason why I named this post so conventionally, is because of life's cliches gifted by my greying hairs, as the grains are slipping into the jar beneath almost kissing the 30th mark. So before it's 30days 1 millisecond on my age counter, these are some twisted truths and beautiful lies I have picked up from my otherwise uneventful life lately :


2. Favours - An investment.
3. Friends - The true marriage of souls.
4. Dreams - For women, forbidden. For men, wet.
5. Colours - Misnomer for absence of the other six wavelengths.
6. Infidelity - Ridiculously overhyped.
7. Rains - A sibling.
8. Bottles - Bombay Sapphire.
9. Honesty - Makes good short stories.
10. Bills - Reality

1. Love - The biggest abuse.