Just rants from my degenerate life

Mothers can be manipulative narcissists


Days have been dull, and they have been like this for a while now. It’s not like my state of mind over the decade has been kind to me. I have never felt such self-doubt and my indecisiveness, the lack of patience and the will to take any action or hold a stand. It’s even quite challenging to maintain a clear train of thought. I realized, a pleasant Saturday morning can be ruined really quick by your mother screaming over the phone, demanding that I come over right now.…
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A letter to my first...


A colleague at work who has been on the lookout for proposals, asked me casually, who would I have married, had it not been for the major issue. Quickly, I admitted jokingly it was X2 and why, only to realize that I was so, so wrong. There was no way that me, in my senses would’ve ever settled down with X2, or X3. When I got back home from work, it took me no time to realize the very glaring fact that I would have ended up marrying my first ex-girlfriend.…
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The Denegerates Meet


The plan was to meet at an undisclosed location close to HAL airport, a group of highly intellectual individuals from different forms of life, backend, frontend, and content marketing. Let’s call the individuals, Kits, Nam, Awk and Grep. The location of our stay was decided by the three. It was near an abandoned airstrip in the centre of Bangalore, now swarmed only by the air force. Months went by and I couldn’t commit to the event, because of prior commitments.…
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Shit-Storm: Stay calm...


My parents and I have lived in this apartment for 33 years. One of the bathrooms, the shared one sprung a leak on Wednesday. My mother pointed it out to me when I returned from work, a ballooning patch of plaster, drops tip-topping on the floor. It didn’t smell so we had some relief but knowing that it was dripping endlessly was concerning. I can count the number of visits the flat owners upstairs have made.…
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Our Desi Diwali holiday in Thailand


A long day at work and an evening of rushed packing prepared us for an early morning flight to Bangkok airport. Bags packed and done with dinner, we crash early only to be up hours later at 2:15am. We’re at the airport well before 4am. The queue is as expected, with Indians, like us making up for most of the travellers onboard this Lion Air flight. Everyone is embarking on their Desi-Diwali vacation to Thailand.…
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