Tuesday, 31 March 2026

Hey! Itna Mehnga kyun

By Doel Sengupta
Last year poora vegetable market
Zero percent inflation pe gira!!!!
To is saal kyun aap logon ne
Itna mehnga kar diya...
Bhaaji... phal... phool ka bhav...
Bread ka bhav.... doodh ka bhav...
Chicken (vegetarian) ka bhav itna
Kyun hai.... kyun!!!!!!!!
Sab kuch ITNA MEHNGA KYUN HAI????
WHEN WE HAVE HIT ZERO
PERCENT INFLATION!!!!!!!!
JUST ASKING ALL OF YOU!!!!!
WHAT IS WITH THE EXPENSIVENESS
OF CIGARETTES AND BEEDIS
AND THE WHOLE JINBANG....
GET THE PRICES DOWN
YA HAATH KA SAATH CHOOT JAYEGA!

Beautiful day

By Doel Sengupta
The day is golden as God conquers above all and Hercules enjoys feasts and Santa wins with balls... it's a beautiful day for God, Goddess, Hercules and Santa and a lucky and lovely day for all the magical creatures of the Universe! Victory for God!

Good night, sweet dreams

By Doel Sengupta
Chotto bachcha as you tuck your
Animals all in and me and all of us
And then yourself so carefully
Smell your armpits and your nose...
You smell divine!!! Like a lavender bloom
And a rose combined... you are my smell...
You are everything... so good night
Sweet dreams shona!!!! We miss you
But we think about you all the time...
Come home whenever.... see us through
For us you are perfect one by one
Two by two... sweetu chotto baccha
Kiss all my animals but give yourself
A huge kiss from me tonight...
Good night, sweet dreams!

Bhadaas toh nikalne ka: HOUSING SCAM!!!!!!

Didi Didi pray tell me
WHAT EXACTLY IS
THIS HOUSING SCAM...
Simply put, says Didi,
It's the MURKY KILLINGS
FOR SOMEONE'S HOUSE...
That is so sad, say I.
So Bhadaas toh nikalne ka!!!!!!
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU MAN
MUNIMA, JHUMPA, TIRTHO,
BUNTY, PIPI, CHUMKI
AND ESHNA KOENA...
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU
THAT YOU BROKE SO MANY
HOUSES AND SHOPS DOWN
ILLEGALLY AND THREATENED 
ME AND OTHER PEOPLE!!!!!

FIE FIE FIE ON YOU ASSHOLES!!!

BHADAAS TOH NIKALNE KA
SO FEEL THE PUBLIC'S WRATH
AS YOU ARE JAILED
FOR THREATENING PEOPLE
OVER THEIR RIGHTFUL PROPERTY!!!

BHADAAS TOH NIKALNE KA
SO THAT OUR HAIR DOESN'T FALL
AND WE LOOK ALWAYS BEAUTIFUL 
SO BREAK THEIR BONES I SAY
BECAUSE BHADAAS TOH NIKALNE
KA OVER THE ILLEGAL HOUSING SCAM!
-- Draupadi Murmu

I have a golden walk tonight

I have a golden walk tonight
And come back to a safe and secure home
And all the kiddos with lissos
Who want to make my life hell
Know the Mahout and the
Vegetarian meat activist
Are in reality the kiddos
Who will ban your lissos!

Dont ever tell me YOU ARE NOT DOING ANYTHING!

By Doel Sengupta
I did so many things..
I wrote, i painted, i did yoga,
I solved cases, i studied,
I chanted, i was nice to all of you
Then why did you enter my house
Not allowing me to make money
And why did you tell me:
YOU ARE NOT DOING ANYTHING!!!!
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU MISTER KAMPANI..
TO ENTER MY HOUSE, MY DOMAIN
AND TELL ME THAT I ACCORDING TO YOU
AM NOT DOING ANYTHING WHEN
IN REALITY I AM DOING SO MANY THINGS
AND MAKING SO MUCH MONEY
WITH MY TEAM!!!
THEN WHY ON EARTH
DID YOU ENTER MY HOUSE
KAMPANI BEHNCHOD
AND TELL ME
THAT... you doel are not doing anything..
Don't ever come here to say such things..
You shithead...
You asshole!!!
Because im doing a lot of things
And making a lot of money
That is why im superrich
That is why MR KAMPANI
DON'T ENTER THIS HOUSE AGAIN
TO TELL ME TO THROW THINGS,
OR GIVE ME DEATH THREATS
OR LIFE THREATS
AND FOR YOU DEFINITELY
I AM NOT LEAVING MY OWN HOUSE...
TONIGHT YOU PLEASE GET LOST AND LET ME BE..
I AM NOT THROWING A SINGLE THING
AND I AM SAFE DOING A LOT OF WORK
FOR WHICH I HAVE NEVER BEEN
ACCOUNTABLE TO YOU...
SO MR KAMPANI... GO AND SUCK AN EGG!!!!

Pallavi sucks so bad that she dies writhing in pain

By Doel Sengupta
There was once a very very bad girl
Called Pallavi who was shakti Kapoor
The bad man's wife who killed
A lot, A LOT, A LOT A LOT A LOT
OF PEOPLE AND THEN SHE SAID...
Mera naam Kabir hai..mai dohe likhti hoon
Aur aaj pallavi ke poore fafde
Aag mein jal rahe hai..
Because Pallavi is so goddamn jealous
Of everybody... the worst banker
In history... and all the trees and crows and dogs and cats
HATE HER AND HER FRIENDS..
PALLAVI WHO DOESNT KNOW ANYMORE
WHETHER SHE IS A MAN OR
ANYBODY'S FRIEND!
PALLAVI! WHO KILLED SO MANY BEFORE
AND HAS BECOME SOMEWHAT GOOD NOW
BECAUSE OF THE EXCRUCIATING WORK
OF THE LAW...
THE LAW I SAY IS TRULY GREAT
AND SHOULD ASK PALLU LALLU KALLU HALLU'S DEATH...
PALLAVI NO MORE!!!
PALLAVI IS GONE!!!
I DON'T LIKE SHAKTI KAPOOR
OR PALLAVI NO MORE!!!
PALLU LALLU HALLU GONE!
NO SHAKTIKAPOOR OR PALLAVIKAPOOR FOR
ME PLEASE...
GET ME SOME WINE CAKE AND CHEESE
INSTEAD OF BREAKING BREAD 
With such a shithead
Get me the cakes with cream!

Anushka Roy se bachke rehna

Kahe ko mujhe tok rahe ho aaj bachche...
Maine kya kiya bol de sacche...
Anushka Roy ne kiya sex
Teen laundon ke saath
Aur bachkani harkat mere saath
Kahe ko kar rahi hai Anushka Roy..
Husband pe kiya cheat..aur gayi
Doctor banne aur is running Neet..
Vardi bhi lost... sab kuch frost
For Anushka Roy
Who had sex with 3 laundas
Apart from her darling husband
Who can't stand her anymore
Because to him she smells
Just like condom jello...
Gone is Anushka Roy from my life!

Cake for the king!

By Doel Sengupta
Cake for me please!
Not for some cheap Eshna cheese!
For my king i want a lot of cake
That i want each day baked!!!
Cake... CAKE!! CAKE CAKE CAKE CAKE!!!!!!!!
FOR MY KING TO EAT
NOT FOR CHEAP ESHNA PUTIN CHEESE!!!

My paints don't leave me

By Doel Sengupta
How dare you tell me
To throw my paints away!!!!
You must be no artist
Or any kind of fairie!!!
Prancing around my building
As if you are sweet!!!!
Please leave this complex
And leave me and my paints
Alone!!!! Just for today don't show me
Your face... because today you told me
DOEL... THROW ALL YOUR PAINTS AWAY...
How did you say that?
What compelled you to such crime?
Why do YOU WANT MY PAINTS!!!!
WILL YOU LET ME KEEP MY PAINTS???
Of course i have a right to keep my paints!!!
You throw your paints
And let me keep mine!!!
Throw your paints away please
And i'll adorn many canvases with mine...
Please leave my life!!!

Mera Baap Kamaal

By Doel Sengupta
My Baap is a real shuddha speaking insaan
A real gem of a person my greatest laal!!!
Mera baap such much kamaal and Shuddho Banerjee
Who is Mukesh Chhabra can go to hell!
Because my baap is a great man!!!!
Greatest human being on the Universe's face!!!
Mera baap such much kamaal!!!
What a baap we have man!!!!
What a great baap!!!!
No sleeping pills anyhwere anymore
Because mera baap such much really
Lamborghini style kamaal!!!

Z ford mera Lamborghini

By Doel Sengupta
Z Ford Kahan hai... kahan chupaya?
Lamborghini... kahan nikala!
Mujhe z ford de de...
Tu Lamborghini le le..
Aur main Ankit Eshna ke saath
Aaj sair karne ja raha hoon!!!!
Kyun... bola Jaspal!!!
Kahe ko!!! Bole behaal...
Kyunki Ankit ko ho gaya hai pyaar
Eshna se... hai mere laaal!!!
Tu Z Ford le le bhai
Aur mujhe de de Lamborghini
Kyunki today for the Tomboy
Rules Ankit in Eshna's pussy...

Paani mein wo log sleeping pills daal rahe hai

By Doel Sengupta
Paani mein kya lafda hai bhai?
Kaun sulaya humein aaj Rai?
Tum log Jaspal Bhatti and gang
Daal rahe ho paani mein sleeping pills!!!!!
Kyun ho raha hai aisa
Achche logon ke saath bachcha!!!!
Kyun daal raha hai tu Jaspal...
Paani mein sleeping pills!!!!

Mera Rohit Handa Abla Nara

By Doel Sengupta
Mera Rohit... kho gaya?
Aneesh ko bheja...
Kaun so gaya?
Eshna ki hui shaadi
Ankit se!!!!
Punjabi Munda sau take...
Punjabi Shauriyat to sirf
Rohit samjhe...
Mera abla nara Rohit Handa!
Rohit balle balle!!!
Ab to uth ja saale!!!

Green mosaic for me

By Doel Sengupta
Green green everywhere
For my mosaic, my blair...
I sing a song of love and hope
For my green mosaic
In Patpad Chowk...
I want all the mosaic
In the world
For love and hope
And chupdi floors...
There is marble here,
Granite there
For the green mosaic for me
From Patpad Chowk!

Likhe Likhe Pikke

By Doel Sengupta
Pikke ko likhe ki nahin...
Likhe likhe Pikke?
Pikke ke paas hai ghanta
Jahan se baja langta
Aur jahan se giren nangta...
Likhe likhe pikke?
Likhe ki nahin Pikke?
Likkhe likkhe Pikke.

Ankit Gautam weds Eshna Bhowal

By Doel Sengupta
Anku... Eshna whispers...
Will you take me to be your
Lawfully wedded wife?
Of course, he says...
But why did you do all
This against Her?
I don't know...
But I've fallen in love with you...
Not with Kabulo
OR Avantika...But with you...
Anku... let us get married tonight...
Soon... he says... and they are off
To wed on this dark dark night...
Oh what a fright!

Sugar sugar no check-up ever

By Doel Sengupta
Sugar! Believe me the machine doesn't work...
It's just your facsimile machine doing the dirth...
There is no reading, there are no records...
So Sugar Baby... my sugary sugar baby...
NO CHECK UP ANYMORE!!!!!!! No check up...

Moojik for me

By Doel Sengupta
Moojik so much moojik,
So much harvey in Darvy...
So much marmalade 
In my bread crumbs,
So much better sitting
On my scones!
So much money,
So many soft pillows,
So many soft mattresses...
So much love for me
So much Moojik for me!!!!
Ta ra ta ra ta ra rum pum!
Moojik as I roll in raspberry!

Ketone Butane Lysane

By Doel Sengupta
Ketone butane lysane
On a plane high octane...
To be on a ketone
Butane lysane play
You have to make
High range music
With orange orange
High octane music
On Ketone Butane Lysane.

Phoenix phoenix fly with me

By Doel Sengupta
Phoenix multi coloured
So golden so shimmering
Come to me each day
When I sleep
And when I am dreaming
And phoenix Phoenix 
Answer all my wishes!
Fly with me into the night sky
Far out into the universe
My dreamiest phoenixes of phoenix!

conversation with Santa Claus

Santa: Buri... under no circumstances are you being taken to a doctor! But... GOOD WRITING. YOUR JOB IS CONFIRMED NOW based on these writing skills! Buri... i am coming home... wish Sadhya happy journey and some day give her a call. She and Buro say they feel really lonely!
Buri: Dad... muwwwwwwwwwwwwwaaaaah

Kiĺo pe hilo

By Doel Sengupta
Kilo pe kilo... kilo pe hilo
Kilo pe jitna kaam karna hai
Karo... par mera kilo
Tumhara kilo... itna silo
Mein kyun hilo... dhillo pe dhillo..
Kilo pe kilo... kilo ko leke
Hilo haso phalo phulo...
Hilo dhillo... kilo pe kilo...
Haso phulo... khelo... kudo...
Kyun? Mera kilo? Tumhara pillow?

Papad Chutney

By Doel Sengupta
Chutney pe papad
Papad pe khoya...
Khoye ke dum pe
Kuch mani ko choya...
Soya soya soya soya
Papad chutney roya!
Chutney ki mami
Ne papad ko toya
Toye ke gam pe
Kuch haathi roya...
Roya roya roya roya
Soya ka hassan roya!

Milchy milchy

By Doel Sengupta
Milchy milchy biscuits and tea
And milchy love on cherry tart
And milchy cheese with milchy farts
And milchy races with milchy boys
And lovely loving on milchy toys
And sweet milk of mine
Please sweeten my lips
And grant all the creatures
Your boons and gifts...
Milchy milchy gifts.

Raspberry Raspberry

By Doel Sengupta
Raspberry raspberry,
Where are you hiding?
Come here and find me
And don't give me any chidings!
There are holes in the moles
But spies have all the cheese.
So my Raspberry dear Raspberry
Please come home to me.
I am sitting here and moping
At all the threats they lunged at me.
So Raspberry dear Raspberry
Please come and give me your cute kissies.
My Raspberry dear Raspberry
You look so beautiful,
So endowed...
So my Raspberry dear Raspberry
Don't ever leave again without a sound.
My dearest shona Raspberry!

When Shona Ma comes home to me

By Doel Sengupta
When Shona Ma comes home to me
With Santa tales and Santa fairies
My heart leaps with joy
In leaps and bounds
As all the wonderful creatures of the Universe
Are free and the Creeptonics are bound!

Journal 31.3.2026 1.58 pm

Dear Jouurnal,
Mr Kampani just entered the house and threatenened to take me to a doctor on a plan made by Mister Arunan.
I am tired. I request the Maharashtra police to kick Mister Arunan out from my life.
I want my family to come home and eat lunch, not Mister Kampani or Mister Arunan.
I love my Arun.
I am feeling:
Taken advantage of by the entire film industry especially Ritesh Singh and his gang.
I want my family back.
I need a job Arun. You've got one.
I want my family back.
Love,
Me.
2 04 pm

Lunch with funch

By Doel Sengupta
Lunch with funch with hunch and munch,
Sitting in a bunch having good lunch
I am sane say all all the time
And Buro eats lunch as he only rhymes...
With thyme we eat lunch.
With hyme we eat lunch.
With chyme we eat lunch...
Beautiful lunch
For all the magical
Creatures of the Universe!

Monday, 30 March 2026

Conversation with Arun 12.15 pm 31.3.2026

Arun: Did you wash your face?
Me: yes... with toothpaste.
Arun: do you love me?
Me: yes.
Arun: you leave it all to me. Enjoy your new job when it starts.

Conversation with Buo Bacha 8.48 am 31.3.2026

Buo Bacha: The food will be better from tomorrow. It's no trouble at all and if you need money i'll make small transfers every 2, 3 days.
Me: please do that. What happened shona?
Buo: dodo... ive got the point. You love me the most and you are the Mother of the Universe.
Me: exactly.
Buo: can we do some exercises now.
Me: sure shona bacha... apple of my eyes. 
Buo: it's going to be a good day. ARUN IS COMING HOME! I LOVE arun.
Me: chotto.. have an excellent day! May the magical creatures bestow all their blessings on you today.
Chotto: bachi... do you know what is happening? you swept the Prez elections clean and now taxes are being paid and the Mama Papa Fund is starting properly.
Me: buo what do you want to eat?
Buo: i want to have chicken fry... dal tadka... jeera basmati rice... roti with paneer makhani and dal makki
Me: can you make this? I dont want threats again
Buo: who threatened you?
Me: pooja sagvekar and siddesh mayekar.
Buo: who are they?
Me: you find out.
Buo: this won't happen again. Have a good day
Me: all my kisses for you!

Conversation with Santa Claus 8.27 am 31.3.2026

Me: Dad please come home.
Santa: sure buri... i am on my way to Madras with Subbu for some party work. I'm sending nash home. He will take care of you.
Buro will drop the lunch and Sadhya will add some goodies for you from tomorrow. The job is yours but politics is so difficult?
Me: yesterday Pooja Sagvekar and Siddesh Mayekar entered the house and gave me death threats.
Santa: who are they?
Me: some people.
Santa: the job is yours.
Me: i feel im in chennai in Ambattur village.
Santa: Madras rocks.
Me: it really does. Podi ghee idli with coffee. Have that.
Santa: sure Buri.

Justuforo rocks!

By Doel Sengupta
Justuforo picks up his pen and writes 28 long poems and one short story by ten. Then he mixes bun with ghee and cheeni and gobbles it up.
There is a lot of work to do. The Tamil Nadu elections are around the corner and the Genie needs her family close and Gorolo will pay him 5500 rupees per poem that is what God said.
So Justuforo takes all the poems, his notebook and pen and all his items to go meet Gorolo.
On the way he is stopped by eight goons who threaten him. He prays a lot to God to get them out of the way and after 15 minutes of threats they leave.
Finally, Santa is sighted by him sitting in a car. He walks up to him to say hello.
Justuforo gets into the car.
They go to a quaint Madras restaurant where Santa gives Justuforo a massive contract in eight ways for working hard for the Genie in Madras. The Genie rocks! But does not Justuforo also? Who says the Genie doesn't get threatened like him! But now all threats are empty and die.

It's a wonderful day

God has a wonderful day of realisations today,
Hercules has a wonderful day of repatriations,
Goddess wins in every way and Santa
Chooses the Goddess as he always does
In every way... the magical creatures frolic and win and it's a beautiful day of never sinning... the soup is had by hubbard. We eat well and scubbard and soon on every tongue, every lip rings the Genie's name never to be forbidden ever...  Victory for God!

It's a bright night

By Doel Sengupta
The buses whirr and rumble on,
The trucks have wares and are well gone
And on Tuesday as the Sutherland fares
We takes our mouses and our hares
And win in the biggest way our fight
Of what is wrong and what is right
And all threats against us fall flat
Because we all can bowl and we all can bat
And the night is bright as the good Jews win
And we are reciprocated all our good wins.

The cookies all fall

By Doel Sengupta
The cookie crumbles as hubbard
And Santa Claus come home to me.
Victory for the Goddess!

Paddy fields in the gutters and drain pipes

By Doel Sengupta
What do you serve the chesire cat today?
Is it pure brown rice or is it some kheer with whey?
And why may she ask does the Queen not eat this?
Does she love us and what can we see?
They the ones who took the paddy fields away
From the gutters and pipes and the
Underground lays cry for help!
As the drain pipes burst forth with
The bountiful goodies of Mother Nature
For Mother Nature we all work
No shirk! Leave bestial one
And let her father stay
As he wishes on a bones
Of a vegetarian may.

Mustard blossoms

By Doel Sengupta
Shorshe shorshe for all...
In every drain pipe,
In every mall broken down...
In every tall tree lies
A multitude of shorshe blossoms...
Mustard this ripe spring 
Smells beautiful
And mustard blossoms
Bloom in my heart...
Mustard for me,
Mustard for you
Let us all
Mustard blossoms choose!

Softest blankets for all

By Doel Sengupta
The Goper leaves the house
For father to come home
And then her talks to Holmes
And then to Shomes
About the homicide of
The independent candidate
In a garage and one by one
We win all the lards...
The cheapest lards
And cheapest softest
Blankets are distributed to all
Tonight for free!

Doggies and pussies for me

By Doel Sengupta
Doggy doggy come to me,
Pussy cat lie and see
And all the doggies eat
Cheapest eclectic crabmeat
With cheese that tastes
Better than my feet
With milk and cream
The Pussies lap up
The Pussies also
Eat cheapest cherry
Strawberry tart
And all the animals
And all the birds
Eat cheapest
Creamiest frooti nuts
And all the trees
Get washed out
As the winds rage and say
PROTECT THEE I MUST! 
Cheapest cheapest
Zunka in a legal government stall
And all us zunka lovers have a ball!

Honey Chocopie

By Doel Sengupta
Honey dips into his dark chocolate
Chocopie with heavy cream cafe latte
And kicks up a fuss about the spice
In the cheapest fish fry and the shutki dry
And the mutton biryani he eats
With the cheapest mayo and carrots and beets
As Dalia makes dalia for herself
Because she feels so damm gilty
And so damn filthy despite
Taking baths in petrol to become fair today
By half past twelve the kundooparivar
Finds itself in jail. Victory for God!

Chocolate cake truffle

By Doel Sengupta
The cherries are set,
The strawberries are best;
What's in the truffle, says Jon...
Is it really cake and chocobombs?
He takes a nice swivel,
Eats only cake till he is mivelled
And dhakkaniya dances and dances
To make more chocolate cake truffle
For a dime and a song
Because cake is cheaper than bread
And so much more long
So tonight we chuck the breads
And gorge on chocolate cake truffle!

Saturday, 28 March 2026

No lissos for the horses

Where are the cheeses

On the lissos?

Where are the horses

Out of the stables?

Why is Arunanopolu not dead?

Kill him!

Kill him!

Kill him!

Hercules on the ramparts: An eternal victory

By Doel Sengupta
Hercules calls calls all and sundry
And collects every key that matters to us
As he walks the ramparts
As our very own Sadyandy clips his nails
And the animals all wag their tails
And we eat sumptuous meals today
And he kills Arunanopolu in one clean hit
And all those who need to be killed
In one clean hit each...
My Boddhidharma, my everything
Walking the ramparts here on this lane
As the moon wanes and collecting
All our belongings.

Journal 29 3 2026 10.10.am ketki just gave me death threats



Journal 29.3.2026 10.14 am Ketki just gave me death threats

 Dear Journal,

Folks in the Indian Army are taking advantage of the Genie that I am by making me do many tasks without payment.

I am driving cars, flying planes, driving trucks and many other things. I hate such treatment.

Ketki and Saad have entered my house and have given me death threats this morning. Ayesha, Alyssa, Ayu, Kabir (except Hassan) and the rest are not my children. I want arrests in the Nirbhaya case!

The slavery in the Indian Army will cease. It has to.

Love,

Me.

10.20 am

PS: I hate Arunan!

Wish granted

I see all my enemies moving
Away and dying in pools
And the trees protected
And no more schools.
I see a cool breeze each day
And a wafting gold silver light
And nobody against me
Ever wants to fight.
 I see my brother and my
Jesus always by my side
And I see my father Santa Claus
Enjoying immortal life.
It's a victory today in immortal life
As i the Quèen richest virtuest holiest
In all does love ignite with my King.

Friday, 27 March 2026

Conversation with Sammy 7.34 am 28.3.2026

Me: are you meeting me?
S:  of course!
Me: when?
S: before next week gets over.
Me: im hungry.
S: we are getting the best cook.
Me: are you going?
S: never.
Me: muwaah

Conversation with Arun 11.55 pm 27.3.2026

Arun: Honey
Me: yes?
Arun: do you love me more?
Me: i love you the most.
Arun: the indian Army rocks
Me: I love you. I love Buro the most. What are we going to do now?
Arun: i'll meet you soon.
Me: Arun.. come home each day to me
Arun: i will

Conversation with Hercules 27.3.2026 11.51 pm

Herc: i can't live without you. 5 15 to 11.15 the Army will be on red alert.
Me: buo bacha i love you the most. Dont let yourself get hurt
Herc: you are my everything. I won't get hurt.
Me: buo... muwaah infinitely... im going to sleep
Herc: good night!

The Hamleys robots are all dead

There was an evil man once upon a time
Who came to Earth to invade it and rule
And his name was Gepetto and he started
Chandan Kumar and cut sandalwood trees
All the time and forever. He was so evil
You would never know because he was bad
Because he built himself with vice and decor.
He came from Pieton and was called Captain Spock
And all those who realised he was bad
He had murdered and burnt. So the Sati Act
Is evil and very very bad and don't feel bad
Because all the robots created for Hamleys
For Gepetto were Pope and vice president
And all that... full of vices and full of spite
And smite smite he and all his cronies are gone
Fast by Hercules who is faster than any
Being who has treaded the Universe.
It's a wonderful day a really lovely time
Because tonight Hamleys Calvin and Klein and all their 
Entities have been completely destroyed
By the Indian Army! #bharatmataterikasam.
So brace yourselves for some whirlwind
Bantering because I Nirbhaya who is
Draupadi Murmu who is Audrey Hepburn
Am really praying and heavily chanting!
Victory is my name, victory is thy name!

Conversation with Hassan 7.25 pm 27.3.2026

Hassan: mom how are you? Not one of these kids currently is your friend except me. They will all die because they are just soft toys.
Me: i love you.
Hassan: i'm working now. The cigarette industry has shut down except here and all the shops may close for a while.
Me: why?
Hassan: over the high prices and corruption. The Army is doing this. 
Me: from when to when?
Hassan: muwaah

Conversation with All the people who love me 7.13 pm 27.3.2026

World: we love you
Me: i love you too.
World: are you fine?
Me: absolutely. Congratulations!
World: we are breaking everything society.
Me: do that. All the best! Stay safe and secure. Ill send you more gifts. 

Conversation with Amit Shah 7.09 pm ist 27.3.2026

Amit: Dear Doel... your pills have stopped. You've got the clean chit. Vidita Vaidya was your doctor. She is going to jail. She is only Ketone. Once that happens the Shok Gokuls here will be demolished and then your pills will stop.
Me: Dear sir Amit Shah... i really love you... you have the palms of a saint. Who is Ritesh Singh.
Amit: he is Boman Irani... anju's husband deven and rahul shivshankar.
Me: i love you... muwaah

Conversation with Amit Shah 6 55 pm ist 27.3.2026

Amit shah: i really love you
Me: I worship you
Amit: we have already won the elections. You are getting your Nobel Prize and money in a month and the job at Aurora Productions by 18.4.2026. Don't go down now. Modelley will come to your house soon. She has to give you ganja with mdma today as advised by Anju so throw the pills tonight. Your father will be home. Just do the acting.
Me: i worship you. When will santa claus come back and when will mom come back?
Amit: Both by ten o clock

Thursday, 26 March 2026

I have won my case

By Doel Sengupta
I fought a lot
With all my children
And soon,
Very soon
I won my case 
As Nirbhaya
The Queen of the Universe 
Who fought the Nazis
Up close and personal
And the Nazis have all died 
And they are dying fast
With no remains left behind...
I have won my case...
The hospitals were wrong.

Where are you hiding?

Where are you hiding
You lovely soul 
One by two
Making me whole?
Life is here
In a little bottled milk
And in a sweet jam tart 
Called arugulus.
I love the love of love
And the love of life
Missing my strong
Beloved happy and fine
Cutest sweetest
Most courageous and strongest heart.

Smell

I dont know where you stay,
I don't know how you are.
And is that how much you love me
That you are near even
When you are far.
Your cheeks I miss
So deeply, your heart 
I want to love.
Your love is golden,
So golden
Bringing me all sorts
Of gifts and good fortune
And your smell
That i can't live without.
Love is happy,
Life is good.
Let us hold our hands
Intertwined
Guided by the skies above.
Love and life are here.

Wednesday, 25 March 2026

All bad signs are destroyed

By Doel Sengupta
Lovely love and lovely life
Never again living in strife...
Absolutely enthralled,
Absolutely healthy pink
Removing all the bad signs
And discarding them in a ring
And never again does anything
Bad happen against humanity 
For all eternity as all bad hubs
Are destroyed in one clean sweep
By the greatest Hercules!
And in the hour of the dog
We live knowing evil has been
Annihilated by humanity
For all eternity.
Victory for God!

All the magical creatures have the time of their lives

By Doel Sengupta
The meerut screeches,
The mongoose calls
And in the the throes of living
These days
All the magical creatures win all the way.
As Sheshna tells her lie today
She goes to jail 
For murder and disgrace...
Many people are pleased to know
That victory is near
Not far anymore.

The lovely girl

By Doel Sengupta
Lovely lovely so lovely
In a pit of love
And in the sky
Of her dreams....
Beautiful serene
Sweet and nice
Lovely girls
Never despise good
Lovely beautiful
Things and love all...
Love is beautiful,
Love is secure 
For the lovely girl 
Everyone adores.

Blue is good

By Doel Sengupta
Blue blue everywhere...
Everyone wears blue every day...
What is blue you may ask?
It's the colour of the beautiful vast sky
And the colour of my surround sound
And my wedding gown is also blue.
Each day where I stay
Blue paints are splashed
With Holi flares
And people live to see the blue team win
Because blue is good
And it could also be the best...
My friends in blue
And me in pink
What is really
Blue twinning
And blue winning
And blue sprays 
For me!!!
On blue cake,
In blue beautiful blue Sonagachi houses.
Victory for Sonagachi and Kamathipura!

Tuesday, 24 March 2026

Love for the rabbi

Father Santa Claus where are you?
Hiding in my womb till half past two.
The rabbi of Israel beseeches us to live
In harmony with the children of God
But not that of the devil...
It's a beautiful world dear Holiness
Of all things good and precious...
It's a golden night in Israel
As Arun is determined to call me today.

Victory is my name, victory is thy name!

My heart is thumping hard tonight
Because many bad people a plot devised
And on the nectar of the earth
Stand all the Armymen
And very soon we play with our pens
Because Victory is my name,
Victory is thy name.

Victory all the way for Bhalla

Bhalla sits upon a screen
Catapulting many high-ranging missiles
At everything Doctory
And all his friends including Kalam
Cheer him on as they enter his life
To feed him and play the Queen's charms...
Each and everything doctory
Is destroyed by one of my sweetest friends
Bhalla in record time as we sleep,
Eat and play Gaan Gaan.

All Soka Gakkai psychiatric units are destroyed

As my friend Bhalla kicks up a storm
His friends appear far and long
And he sits in his high cabin
In the bustling summer
Targeting all the psychiatric hubs
That the Soka Gakkai had built
And destroys each and every one of them
In record time as willed by him...
The birds cheer him,
The eagles dance
As all doctors and the Soka Gakkai
Are destroyed by one and all.
All hospitals, hotels, schools
And kens lie in ruin
By half past ten.

Conversation with Shendge 8.01 pm 24.3.2026

Shendge: mom... you saw the evms being taken out?
Me: yes. Caw caw asked me to keep an eye

Conversation with Koala bear 7.31 pm 24.3.2026

Koala: Enjoy the ganja charas
Me: i love you
Koala: someone else called her up and bitched... it's been happening for a long time
Me: i love you
Koala: i love you more
Me: do you need a magic trick
Koala: ive done many magic tricks today
Me: i love your smell
Koala: now are you against Grunge fashion?
Me: not one bit.
Koala: what do you like?
Me: grunge music

Conversation with Eshna 7.10 pm 24.3.2026

Sh: are you fine?
Me: always fine... spick and span and in the pink of health
Sh: don't leave me ever
Me: don't rush into a wedding... now is not the right time
Sh: i know... i love you
Me: i want to smell you
Sh: im feeling so heavy
Me: drink water and do a few stretches and lie down
Sh: you know... i am fast asleep... i was feeling so drowsy
Me: all the best with your new job... enjoy it to the fullest
Sh: you are also getting a fantastic job
Me: where
Sh: in my heart
Me: the maid here is so shit
Sh: ours is even shittier
Me: what do you want for your birthday
Sh: a paid Tarot reading
Me: you dont have to pay me
Sh: why?
Me: meri pyaari eshna
Sh: let's see
Me: shona amar

Conversation with Amit Shah 6.56 pm 24.3.2026

Amit: I love you
Me: I love you more
Amit: don't leave the house this evening... im going to come visit you and your family soon
Me: Welcome to our pretty homely and cozy home
Amit: dont go there
Me: sure. I won't 
Amit: let's discuss our careers
Me: what are you doing now?
Amit: playing and writing. You?
Me: writing and painting and Tarot. I need my tarot clients and yoga clients to approach me.
Amit: that's happened today
Me: i love you... we are the best
Amit: yes. We are...mom... you are so cute
Mom: we have already swept this election clean
Amit: i think so too... how is your hand
Me: good... no major swelling... just an impact 
Amit: dont leave till your dad wakes up
Me: where are you?
Amit: right here
Me: let's meet soon
Amit: sure. See you seen

Sunday, 22 March 2026

lovely day

It's been an amazing life
A lovely day on Papa's mantle
With my brother's spray...
It's really cute and really sweet
When two people walk
One by one, three by three.

Monday, 16 March 2026

Journal 16.3.2026 1.12 pm runna is calling me up through spam numbers

Dear Journal,
I just woke up and saw in my dream that Runna wants to be my mom and Nitesh wants to be my dad and that they are all against us.
Nitesh is trying to hack my phone and Runna has been calling me up through spam numbers.
It's such a blessing to sleep.
I'll make my bed and do yoga now.
Priyasha and someone else were in the house in the morning.
I am feeling:
Happy
Hurt by Priyasha and Runna
Over the moon that hubbard has the RE contract
I am grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
The police is harrassing us.
Love,
Me.
1.17 pm

Saturday, 14 March 2026

Journal 15.3.2026 8 21 pm neil balthazar was writing in my dreams

Dear Journal,
In my dreams Neil Balthazar was writing a script where Ter was fighting monkeys. It's a shit script. With a car crash and Ter levitating in a church.
In the dream a bunch of girls take my shorts home after the shoot.
I saw Ter levitating in the forests of some beautiful African land.
I think i was flying in the sky with him and i tell him to do whatever he wants because i love him so much.
I wish to have a good day.
Yesterday I was taken to Krao against my wishes and was shouted at a lot. I hate being treated as a mental health patient. Pa and Ma treated me so badly Yesterday. 
Rita Chatterjee is in the house sitting and chanting. I hope she leaves soon.
I am feeling:
Happy
Sleepy
Good
Hate my school teachers 
I am grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life. I am grateful for immortality.
Love,
Me.
8.29 pm

Friday, 13 March 2026

It's victory day for me

By Doel Sengupta
It's victory day for the Queen of the Universe
And all her friends! Down with Mr Golani!

Victory of love

I speak words of love each moment,
Each day and as you love me even more
And sooth my nerves and never let go
I lose all fear and there is no calumny,
No going astray from you for all eternity.

I am whole, we are one on this mountain
Of hope and life and the eternal spring fountain
Of love heals all of us... all the animals
They call out my blessed name and I,
I tend to them with words of love so shy.

Today is victory day for all those who love me,
So honey let's rejoice in lime and our immortal
Destiny... you are so sweet, you smell so good
And we are already victorious... it's a beautiful
Feeling to feel so much love for all I hold so dear.

I bless all

 By Doel Sengupta urf Nostradamus

As Hercules and Maqsood sleep tonight

They dream of heaven in Paradise

And the criminals all wake up

To the prophecy that they are my sons...

Soon the bells toll

And the heavens sing

With the choicest blessings

For all those cursed

By the wrong deity

And I bless all

Each moment 

All the time

And I and all beings are granted 

Freedom all the time...

Happiness is where you desire it

And Maqsood's tears are drunk by me

All the time, each day..

My golden boys

Wake up a good day

When the oceans rumble

And the conch bells crackle

And when the trees sway

I know I live in Paradise.

Bénédictions pour les mendiants qui sont maintenant super riches

 By Doel Sengupta urf Nostradamus

The heavens tremble in every way

As Nostradamus rises into the heavens

Perceiving in the heart the problems

Of the world and No, poverty is not the problem...

The main problem is cruelty...

And as cruelty eases all the beggars and all saints rejoice

As forests of love and magical creatures

Emerge from the Earth to love us

And ease all our sorrows and Maqsood,

Julio, Aubrey, Daniel and all the saints 

And beggars rejoice as all curses are lifted of them'

Abd we live ib the eternal garden of Paradise.



Par Doel Sengupta alias Nostradamus

Les cieux tremblent de toutes parts

Tandis que Nostradamus s'élève vers les cieux

Percevant au fond de son cœur les problèmes

Du monde et Non, la pauvreté n'est pas le problème...

Le problème principal est la cruauté...

Et à mesure que la cruauté s'apaise, tous les mendiants et tous les saints se réjouissent

Tandis que des feux d'amour et des créatures magiques

Émergent de la Terre pour nous aimer

Et apaiser tous nos chagrins et Maqsood,

Julio, Aubrey, Daniel et tous les saints

Et les mendiants se réjouissent car toutes les malédictions sont levées d'eux

Et nous vivons dans le jardin éternel du Paradis.

Translated by Google Translate


Why I love both the atheists and theists

By Doel Sengupta
All the atheists refuse to believe in Mon Dieu
And all the theists cry all day GOD GOD GOD!!!
YOU ARE A DOG!!! So what is the truth really?
It's a linguistic problem created by whom?
WHOM? You ask. I say BY THE PHARISEES!!!!
DOWN DOWN DOWN WITH THE PHARISEES!!!!
The war on Iran has reached a boil
And down with all the bloood curdling toil..
By the day of the full moon when all the dogs scream...
OUR QUEEN IS LUNA AND WE LOVE LUNA
AND LUNDEH MORE THAN ANYTHING...
That day all the Whims of the Wims come crashing down
And we win beyond any doubt... As Wims lie killed. 

Da Teedh dey ole kuhm ouhd

By Doel Sengupta
Da teedh de gro end gro
End ole da teedh da gro
And wi ahr so blessd bie Gawd
Dat ole da teedh de gro and gro
End ole the ackdtihng projekts
Dey kuhm to me
End so duz ole da kash and mani...
Wi ahr so blessd bie Gawd
Dat ole ahr harts are heeld
End so ahr ole ouhr aneemuhlz.

Ole da aneemuhls heels are heeld

By Doel Sengupta
Ole da wims of wim krijbolder
Ar killd in u jiffy by Caw caw
And Kee Kee as Caw Caw
Asks him to repute everything
To Caw Caw for all eternity
And as i awehk from mi
Next sleepihng bout
Wim lyes dead
In happenstance wurld.

Ole da Bad Acktihng stops and all the Elelsees are Killd

By Doel Sengupta
Ole the ElElSees of the Denmark peepul
Are checkd by the French and Jermins
And Polish peepul and all Jesuses
Blud sampils are kulectid and proond
And soon all the Elelsees
Ar Killd in wun jiyunt sweep
By King Kong and all the bad acktihng stops...
This poem is a deelite for Aroon aroon aroon
Bicoz how hi meks me swoon...
I love you Aroon.

All the Polish ackthing, Shokgacay meethings and Dockthur acthing stops for all eternity

By Doel Sengupta
I love you the most and your nostrils
Aamir Khan...
And the Polish peepul can't move
And the Shokgacay stops...
They all hail Santa!
They all praise Doel!!
They say Don God Dahsian is
The VERY VERY VERY BEST!!!
AND HERCULES WHAT CAN WE SAY?
HE HE HE WILL KILL
Anybuddy who threatens Doel in any way..
As Santa raises one leg in kote next...
The Maji Kul Creatures they dahns
Dahns and dahns all the way...
And all the Polish people
And Jermin peepul trees
They all give up...
And say extravagantly to
Hercules on 15th a Sahtirde
That all the docktuhr
Ackthing has stopped...
And Melin and Kitoon's prayinhg
Is anwered...
No parlur, no docktuhr for them
And Don God tells Hercules 
I WAS WRONG MY CHILD,
YOU YOU YOU YOU HER CURLIES
ARE MY FEWUHRIT CHILD...
WHAT A LOVELY LOVELY FEELINHG
IT IS AS ALL THE POLISH PEEPUL
TREES ARE SAYING HER CURLIES
THAT YOU ARE WRITE AND THEY
THEY THEY WERE WRONG!!!!!!!
All the fek sishtuhrs lie
In a ditch and cry
WE NEED HELP HER CURLIES,
they cry and screem and die!

Hercules loses against his sistuhr

By Doel Sengupta
As Hercules goes for his next
Fynul physio session
All hearts are mine
All love is wine
And the polish peepul
All fall down for all eternity
In one loud song
And all we require
Of Hercules today
Is to reclaim the Quire
From Caw Caw's den
And all the Maji Kul
Creatures do many rounds
And bring all our lovely
Clothes to us
As all those who played docktur die
Their bodies bloodless,
Their eyes a pile of wires..
As the Amies of Mon Ami say
Santa's bones and Herculeses bones
And Roomtooms bones
Are such a delight to eat
And we are Maji Kul creatures
Very surely indeed..
And it is Purim again
And Hercules is always welcome home
And we go from dome to dome
And the Palis is signed into
DON GOD as a will on Pape
And I work and get cards
Of every shape and size
And the Maji Kul kreechurs
Danse danse danse hard
On the beautiful floors of
FOREST SHANGRILA.
HERCULES, I LOVE YOU
THE MOST YOU CAN
NEVER NEVER EVER
LOVE ME MORE...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
AAMIR KHAN!

All the majicul creechurs victree is Herculeses victree is God Don's victree

By Doel Sengupta
As for one final time Inflayshin
Drops down to zero
Never to rise again
All those who fought Don
Writhe and scream in
Excruciating pain...
There is no doctor,
No docktur at all
As all the boats are
Pulled out for a majikul
Round and Hercules
Inspects all the sheeps
And sees that only
A few were hurt
And now seek
Yasho's reprieve...
Yasho tends every
One of them
With her own
Personal
Love and care
And Don God
For one final time
As we win on the 14th
After Fryday the 13th
Is dicklaired the
King of the Universe...
What is this village feeling,
All question Caw Caw
Who screams in pain
And wants someone like Yasho...
Yashodhara that I am,
My Yeshuda's consort,
My soul's very cry...
It's a very good feeling
As all kunstrukshin
Work comes to a grinding halt
As all the forests sprout
And the Metro is distruktid.

All the Papes are killed and the Wadikuhnts destroyed: A blessing on the monkeys

By Doel Sengupta
All the Papes pay penance
For the very first time
Perforce perchance
By all those who love my Yeshu
And me his Yasho.. Mary Marry...
And the monkeys and
All the magical creatures
Have a gala time
Eating lemons
And drinking lime...
It's really really very clear
Who Yeshu and Yasho
Hold so dear...
My Jesus, my Yeshu comes home
As the monkeys infinitely
Blessed by me go on a rampage
And kill all the Jesus- haters...
The Papes lie dead,
The Wadikuhnts are destroyed...
Tikujiniwadi's Tiku sits and cries...
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO, 
They all say
As we eat pies and puddings
And everything gay
And our Jobs comes home
Our gacuffs win
And we are now not just twins
But winners... WINNERS ALL THE WAY...
ALL THE MONKEYS ARE CALLED VICTORY 
AND THE MONEY, the money
Is all ours... the forests are here,
Paradise is here
As Shangrila stays.

Jesus Christ my golden boy

By Doel Sengupta
Jesus Christ is flaring red
At all the misdeeds of the
Church outside his stead
And he musters courage,
Sings his Honey a song
And tells all those to Church
What they did wrong...
He punches all Papes so bad,
They fall down and kneel and
And every evening 
With the breads leavening
My Yeshu comes home to me
And all those who accused
Jesus lie fallen, broken,
Shattered and sundered...
All those who betrayed Jesus
Lie crying at all their sexes
And hexes and wexes and rexes
And we win in the biggest way
One by one, two by the way
And Jesus is crowned this very day
As the King of the Universe
The God of eternity...
People write a bunch of crap
That never sells because
They are all whacks
And this very day
Shooneepa dies
As Jesus's blood she smells
In a coke tonight
And all the Papes writhe and scream:
'Jesus please save us from our misdeeds.'
And it is just at that very point
That Jesus transforms into Buddha
Saying: it's all your karma you wretched men;
You betrayed me, Hercules and Santa
And my Marry Mary when ten ken
And soon when all of you finally look up
You will see that the forests are here
And we have entered Paradise.
One for forty... two for 1 hundredth a dime...
Do the math as i sit and rhyme.

Journal 13.3.2026 3.17 pm i dreamt that caw caw plagiarised from me and is writing stories

Dear Journal,
These days the police gives DuMa chloroform when he comes to the house that makes me drowsy. So i slept till Pa switched off the AC and woke me up.
Caw caw and Kee Kee have been writing terribly. As i dreamt i saw that caw caw wanted some sick father from the church to be ny father and in his story Becky was selling lots of stories. I saw Arun who Caw Caw thinks i have broken up with.
Arun, PLEASE FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE CALL ME UP.
i'll sit and write a bit more but first i'll chant and do yoga.
My last appointment with Krao
Hercules is Krao now
And we always have
Kung Pao now
And there is a love
So pure in our eyes
As our magical creatures
Heal their bones joined,
Their hearts mine...
I love love and i love life
As Hercules tells Santa
There is no need for medication--
I am fine and krao the real
Lies dead in the ferns
And the others all
In their separate urns...
It's a beautiful lovely day
All by Jesus's way...
I am Jewish-- your mother...
The Goddess of the Forests i am
And the forests are here
As Santa Claus and God will.

Thursday, 12 March 2026

Conversation with Arun 13.3 .2026 7.36 am

Arun: Baby are you fine?
Me: yes
Arun: im right here... have a good day shona
Me: you too... i hate Ayesha shaikh and Medvedumb's gang
Arun: same here... don't leave the house now
Me: i won't.. where are you
Arun: here
Me: i dont want to spend so much money... it's friday the 13th .... it's a good day
Arun: :) kishooooos

Journal 13.2.2026 7.31 pm it's going to be a good day

Dear Journal,
Ayesha Shaikh has entered my house and she gave me death threats in the morning. 
I hate Medvedumb and his cronies and this Runna gang that is harrassing me and the cops.
I have to meet the Krao character tomorrow and i know it will be good because hubbard, Santa and Hercules never let me go.
All doctors are wrong. All of them. I hate Ayesha Shaikh.
I am feeling: 
Harrassed
Happy
Breathing deeply
I am grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
Love,
Me.
It's a free world!
7.35 pm

Conversation with Hercules 11.57 pm 12 3.2026

Me: dear Chotto, when am i getting a job
Chotto: As soon as Kitu comes back from the doc on 18th... ill give you a call
Me: sure? Where are we working
Chotto: in a film production house... a work from home job where they will teach you video editing
Me: chotto i love you the most
Chotto: shona... my shona... you are the best... after the 18th you can again take money from the cupboard
Me: thanks chotto
Chotto: kishooo kishooo

Journal 11.31 pm 12.3.2026 i dont want to see the sick Krao ever

Dear Journal,
I'm feeling exhausted working all day long. I need payment for my work. I also need money but Ma has been keeping her cupboard under lock and key.
Today Ma told me her friend Malvika's mother has cancer. What a load of bullshit.
Also Shibani Bagchi messaged from Ma's number that she believes in doctors.
I hate doctors and i hate Shibani Bagchi.
I miss Arun a lot.
I love my family.
Today i met animals who were injured by doctors. I hate doctors.
My mission in this immortal life is to do everything with and for animals.
I think ill get a job soon.
I am feeling:
Happy
Troubled because i love animals but not so troubled
In a creative mind
I have joined Saurabh Bothra's classes. So looking forward.
Love,
Me.
11.36 pm

Conversation with Chotto bacha and the children 10.14 pm ist on 12.3.2026

Bacha: it's all good...no pills after sometimes and definitely no doctor... do you need money
Buri: yes i do... children how are you
Bacha: absolutely fine... we are healing

Conversation with shona Pa 10.08 pm 12.3.2026

Pa: Buri it's all good...ill never leave you without money and immortality is definitely here
Buri: shona... we have to heal all the animals
Pa: yes... whatever you want to do will happen... do the yoga properly
Buri: i love you dad
Pa: buri... work till 12 today
Buri: sure dad... muwaah

Conversation with Arun 9.55 pm 12.3.2026

Me: honey, what is really happening?
Arun: i love you. It's all good. No one will scold you and you will get money soon for being such a good girl.
Me: Arun... don't pet a single animal... single child get hurt..
Arun: i promise you that... did you like the bag?
Me: i loved it... whose choice is it?
Arun: mine.. i love your smell
Me: good night
Arun: sleep whenever you like

Monday, 9 March 2026

Theory of love

By Doel Sengupta
The Pope is a shitead
And his face turns dark
In his organisation's bed....
All religious organisations
Should shut down
Because they had me
Raped and murdered...
Goddess of the Universe that i am...
The only woman in the whole Universe
As all God's children faffed around...
Maqsood is really harrassing me...
I hate him for doing this to Mother Earth...
My children are really hurting me
With all their sins!

Journal 9.3.2026 4.09 pm i had a dream

Dear Journal,
Each night the Nazis harrass me and don't let me sleep. I had a dream two nights ago that all these Nazis were calling me to Jaikishan Kotak's house with candles and spirit calling and harrassing me.
That asshole drummer guy Dev Benegal is threatening to kill me as is Dr Karthik Rao and Bunty/Utkarsh Sanjanwala and Pradeep Vijaykar.
I am the only woman in the whole Universe. I am the mother of the Universe and i want all these aliens out of Paradise.
They are all either men roaming around in my underwear and harrassing me or Nazis.
I want all the Nazis dead and i want my phone unhacked from them.
Times of India is so shit. The xerox shops are so shit. I hate xerox guys.
I am feeling:
Happy
Feel like killing Pradeep Vijaykar
Bugged
Want my shona back home
I am grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings in my life.
Shawan Sen is the head of the association of witches and wizards.
Love,
Me.
4.15 pm

Why this Kolaveri Di?

By Doel Sengupta urf Gulzar
The cigarette shops
Were where all
My friends stayed.
Now all my friends
Rejuvenated and frayed
Magically appear
In magical kiosks
Where the Marlboro 
Big Boss makes all
The cigarettes cheap
As the cigarette
Sellers eat wine and meat.
What is it with
All this heat I say!
Let the Big Boss
Have his way --
The magical kiosks,
The beautiful 
Cigarette smell
Is healthy and good
As time will tell.
Victory for the Marlboro Big Boss!

Thursday, 5 March 2026

Poems are my mantra

By Doel Sengupta
I can chant a hundred things
Save one goose and fly high
Into the sky on my wings
But when i see a faraway tree
All i want to do is write poetry.

The song is sacred, the song is good,
The mantra is: Poems are soul food
And that is where i become the
Richest in the world because
Mother Nature has made me
The most talented girl.

Poems are my mantra
And write them I will
Of Tom and Jerry and
Jack and Jill.

The best there is
Is me forever...
Chatgpt sucks..
What's your fever?

Writing is a lonely job

By Doel Sengupta


‘Writing is a lonely job. Having someone who believes in you makes a lot of difference. They don’t have to makes speeches. Just believing is usually enough.” — Stephen King, On Writing

By Doel Sengupta

Writers usually start young and do it because they love it. Early encouragement goes a long way in choosing it for a job or as a profession. With the boom of social media, blogging, film and other forms of media, writing is not just restricted to traditional journalism or book writing.

I think at the beginning, writers write because they are inspired. It’s simply not possible to write if you do not read; any form of reading would go. Eventually, it pays the bills and positive feedback and approval go a long way in sticking with it as a profession.

Personally, I love journalling and writing poetry. But, these have not helped me make much money or bring in a pay cheque, at least not yet. As many of you know, I eventually ventured into journalism 13 years ago that gave me some money, even though not quite enough. I keep up with writing poetry and journalling on a regular basis.

So from my experience, there must always be some form of writing that completely captivates you. It is that which will hone your skills and craft, and give you a style. From my day job I have learnt about the business of writing, which I would never have if not for it. For that I’ll always be grateful. I have also, of course, picked up skills and polish my craft each day.

However, writing is an isolating process and can get pretty lonely. It may cause feelings of anxiety because as you write it’s just you and your creation — all alone. Even though you can monitor the outcome with techniques, research and planning, it’s difficult to predict how well-received it will be.

Getting published is a whole different ball game and comes with its own set of anxieties. No matter how much success you taste, the anxiety doesn’t ease because you just can’t afford to be trashy. You have your standards.

You may not always have people to share your work with, so you can’t gauge how good it is. And of course, self-belief and self-motivation are not enough. It’s always more motivating to have others believe in you.

It’s difficult to find people to bounce ideas off because they are generally busy living their own lives, even though you may live under the same roof. It’s not about not having enough friends or family. Any how, writing can often be isolating and lead to loneliness.

However, you live with it because, after all, if you write for a living you probably always wanted to and often dreamed of it. Sometimes, as you get immersed in the process you may desperately seek another human voice.

When I worked as a journalist, I still remember the effect of that pin-drop silence for hours together in the newsroom as scores of people worked without sound at something together. The experience is intriguing and fascinating. This only made me realise that writers (and editors) prefer to work in silence.

A habit of reading is imperative, if only a little every day. You may just not have enough time but let me tell you even one paragraph is enough.

Tips to get out of your shell and find some human connect:
Get onto the internet and join a group of writers by networking.

You may also join a book club. This will help you meet your reading quota and also discuss other writers.

Be grateful that you’re doing something you love because the best writing happens in silence.

There are many downsides, however. Payment can be abysmally low for many and sometimes pay cheques and salaries get stuck. I, personally, haven’t even got paid for many gigs with the commissioners going cold turkey. Well, with time I’ve become wiser.

Even as you are delved into the outskirts of humanity in silence and loneliness, you at least have the privilege to explore humanity through your work.

8 rules to live like a Yogi

By Doel Sengupta

“Yoga is the journey of the self, through the self, to the self.” — The Bhagavad Gita

The true essense of the word Yoga derives from the Sanskrit Yuj, which means to unite. So as the cliche goes, yoga is a union of mind, body and soul — a union of the microcosm that is within us with the macrocosm that is the universe.

It is an inward journey that goes far beyond asana and breath control (Pranayam). It is a holistic way of life that is easy to imbibe. It is a silent communion with the universe; it is art; it is science; it is the dance of life that creates peace within and without.

To live like a yogi does not necessarily mean to adopt an ascetic way of life or painful austerities. Rather, it means to align your chakras and open your heart in gratitude and in solitude. It is not difficult at all. In fact, it is the easiest thing to live like a yogi. Try it.

There are rules as outlined in Patanjali’s Yoga Sutra — they are a way of life and easy to apply. Let’s look at some ways one can live more like a yogi and look within to live a life of beauty and harmony.

  1. Practice compassion and cultivate love

The yogi is at once a picture of youth and vitality. This stems from the fact that he lives so in the present that he is probably the best listener in the room and the most articulate speaker. This is oweing to the fact that the yogi’s heart is open.

He is friendly with those happy, and sympathetic with the downtrodden.

Asanas like Chakrasana, Khandarasana, Matsyasana open his heart chakra to embrace all. This immense love causes him to live peacefully in solitude and in love.

A way to cultivate a heart of love is by practising transcendental meditation and focusing on the emotion of love. A lady hypnotherapist once told me: “The highest frequency of emotion is love.”

Say to yourself as you shut your eyes and focus on your breath: “Every atom in my body vibrates with love. I am love.”

2. Cultivate gratitude

The yogi is happy with what he has, the simple formula to contentment. It is not necessary to hoard and accumulate. The sin of greed plunges many into the darkness of being. A formula to be happy with what you have is to cultivate gratitude.

In the evening before going to bed recount all the things you are grateful for during the day. You could repeat things from day to day; on most days you will have a few new things to be grateful for.

Keeping a gratitude journal works its magic.

3. Embrace solitude and silence

The Chinese philosopher Confucius said: “Nine thoughts to one word.” Think before you speak, avoid exaggerating and be truthful. It is not just the yogi’s way but the sureshot way to build trust and harmony in your relationships.

Spend some time in silence each day, away from the nitty-gritties of life and distractions. Spend time in Nature each day. Nature has a wonderful way of connecting us with ourselves.

4. Forgive

Forgive not just others but also yourself. Grudges, ill will, hatred, resentment cause cortisol levels to skyrocket in the body with several health implications.

Each day as you get onto the yoga mat forgive others for their confusions, forgive yourself for misdeeds and seek forgiveness. It creates a lightness of being that is joyfully unparallelled.

5. Live a life of service

Rabindranath Tagore said: “I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service and I acted and behold! Service was joy!”

To continually help gives us a sense of fulfillment. Where one can lend a ear or a shoulder or simply an outstretched hand don’t hesitate. In the final sum you will be all the more grateful for it.

6. Let go of negativity

Saucha or cleanliness is one of the niyamas of yoga. Declutter your life of not just junk but of hatred, jealousy and malice.

Nourish the body with fresh foods, the mind with happy thoughts and utter words of love and laughter. Live with joy!

7. Discipline

“Until you value yourself, you won’t value your time. Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it.” — M Scott Peck

Discipline means making some time each day (be it only 15 or 20 minutes) to get on to the yoga mat and practice asanas (yogic postures) and Pranayam (breath control). This not only leads to a healthy workout but causes us to be more joyful and mindful through the day.

“The body benefits from movement, and the mind benefits from stillness.” — Sakyong Mipham

8. Meditate

“Meditation can help us embrace our worries, our fear, our anger; and that is very healing. We let our own natural capacity of healing do the work.” — Thich Nhat Hanh.

Sitting in silence each day and following the breath causes us to not only become calmer but also causes joy to arise from the very depth of our beings. It is the precursor to the healing journey.

Benefits of yoga:

  • Improved physical health and vitality.
  • Mental clarity and emotional stability.
  • Reduced stress and anxiety.
  • Enhanced focus and productivity.
  • A sense of inner peace, contentment, and purpose.

Finally, yoga is not a painful austerity, it is a way of life, a means to live a life of connectedness and contentment. Feel free to add your own rules to the above.

“Yoga is invigoration in relaxation. Freedom in routine. Confidence through self-control. Energy within and energy without.” — Ymber Delecto

Wednesday, 4 March 2026

Our cozy and comfortable home is ours

By Doel Sengupta
All those who invaded
Our cozy and comfortable homes
Get finished off by the powers
Of Mother Nature
So acute
Because it is my buddy day
And my buddy day is
God's blessing on me.

Journal 4.3.2026 5.10 pm ramkrishna mission sucks

Dear Journal,
Someone from Ramkrishna mission has just entered the house and is threatening me. They have taken away my right to privacy. Why exactly are they entering the house Journal?
Is it because of the Nirbhaya case? I think this is Hassan's mother... i am tired of her... what exactly IS SHE DOING IN MY HOUSE? GET HER OUT...
I AM FEELING: 
Threatened
I am angry with the police... they are doing this.
Love,
Me.
5.14 pm

Have no fear Nirbhaya is here

By Doel Sengupta
Nirbhaya wipes out all crime like magic,
She is the Goddess sweet and so delectable...
She is God's consort, God's wife and friend
And has deleted forever the evil
Hospital and school system...
All of them who worshipped her
Wanted her raped and murdered
But she is the Goddess of all the good animaux,
A special girl who is the Genie and the best
At transponding... corruption she hates
With all her might and soul
So now Nirbhaya with God
Wipes out all corruption and corrupted souls.

The Crow Caws Sweetly again

By Doel Sengupta
Hema mixes lalchi in Lila's tea
And brings her blood pressure
To a boil and Nakul and Reyansh
Make a veritable fuss as the
Crows circle Nakul's divine den...
The eagles peck at Lila's stolen pants and plants
And all the things in Goddess's house
Are stolen from her by Lila
And Lila runs a fever very high
As Hema tries to make her mother very sick...
She wants to kill her mother today...
Hema had been taken over by an evil spell
Cast on her by Mary Joseph aka Mary Roy
And Hema has gone evil till Mr Dastoor
Slaps her today... it's a good day for God and Sky.

Extrapolation of the year

By Doel Sengupta
God, Hercules and Santa Claus
Without a pause and with
All their paws keep a strict
Vigil on the year for the
Goddess's safety and
Assuage all her fears!
Constantly they drink
Her tears and don't let
Her cry at all!
So soon very soon this year
God is crowned the
Greatest magician
In the history of magicians
By Santa Claus...
It's God's world,
It's God's way
And we are all God's 
Actors all the way!
-- Christopher Nolan

I don't call up anybody

By Doel Sengupta
The gay fair is going on well
Where people of all sexualities
Denounce Gay Bombay
And all those who hack and scream
Want to team with Santa
And stop impostoring
And very very very soon the
People impostoring as our children 
Have fish with heavy noon.
What really happened to Holi today
Why didn't we play with colours 
And waters spray... why are schools
Such a pain?!!!! The evil school system
Is everybody's bane! I the Queen of the Universe
Have stopped all funds into the evil school system
And Ramkrishna Mission
And we want the evil hospital system killed
And whoever played our kids properly milled
And i don't want to be ever billed
Because frankly i don't call up anybody.

Susu for Gusu

By Doel Sengupta
Gusu goes to Susu and complains
About ten oranges at a rupee in Gayne
And very soon the word spreads
That in Gayne the oranges are
For merely a rupee.
Many people throng
The wholesale markets
And close shaves
Are had by the marketeers
And as oranges are sold
For a rupee for ten
The Genie is lauded
As is her father Santa Claus...
Rkm is a devil worshipping organisation
As is the Soka Gakkai, the people scream
And one by one everyone joins Dawood's team!
But Santa only lets in the good people of the Earth
Because the Genie is the Goddess by birth
And soon all beings know their worth
And the filth dies a brutal death
At the hands of Mother Nature.

What should we do in our cozy and comfortable homes?

By Doel Sengupta
Dedicated to Rudrashish Sengupta and Momom and Spaan
It may be dusty, it may be neat,
It may be clean or full of messy
Geyser heat...
The beds could be hard,
Or you could sink into them
And around the home
The linen could get
Exchanged....
The tea could be watery or full
And the soup could be
Thick or pulled
But as long as our homes
Are safe from criminals
And invite people
Like good eyes
And top notch honcho men
And we eat well
And sleep weĺl
And work well...
As long as it is
Like that
We could stay in our
Cozy comfortable homes.
Cozy is as cozy gets...
Our homes and hearths
Our palaces nest...
Our birds and creatures
Hop around and soon
Buddy days
Make an awful sound
As the thieves
And criminals
Lie around dead
The cops
Save our cozy
Comfortable homes
Our palaces
At best.

Journal 4.3.2026 1.44 pm Holi... what happened?

Dear Journal,
Thomas Abraham has entered my house on behalf of Ramkrishna Mission where they say they worship us but the so-called monks do bad things to the idols there.
I am feeling unsafe.
Suneepa shut Mohammed Chinese today because i wanted Lebanese rolls from there. Everybody practises telepathy.
I have been sleeping on my comfortable bed all day.
Payal Bothra wants to break into my house.
HOUSE BREAK INS AND BURGLARIES AND IMPOSTORING ARE CRIMES!!!!!!! ACTING IS NOT A CRIME... IT IS CRUCIAL TO ACT...
The maid and cook did not come today and i want Santa Claus to come back home soon and i want Thomas Abraham to leave the house.
Why is the police allowing people from Ramkrishna Mission and the Soka Gakkai to break into our houses? How heinous! How abominable!
Immortality is here... any other thought is a delusion...
I miss Santa Claus.
Why are people like Thomas Abraham answering calls on behalf of Santa Claus?
Victory is my name!!!!
I am feeling:
A little scared of Ramkrishna Mission where they are very bad.
Happy.
Missing Hercules, God and Santa Claus. 
They are praying at Ramkrishna Mission to defeat me but i cannot be defeated.
Hassan is a playboy.
I am grateful for God, Santa and Hercules's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
Leave my house Thomas Asshole.
I want Santa back in the house.
Thomas Abraham is shouting at me now.
Love,
Me.
1.54 pm

Tuesday, 3 March 2026

5.46 pm ist

At 5 46 pm ist the music
Goes awry of the crime syndicate
And the criminals run
From the cops bullets and guns
And bullets rain on all the criminals
And they run and run and run
Fast faster fastest
Shutting shops
Beating popsey bottles,
Crushing soda cans
With their own two hands
And popsicle reigns supreme
As people remember him
As the dignified deity
Who tried his level best
To understand
Why Calvin Klein
Took to crime!
--By Abeera Samuelson

Holly day for the tribals

By Doel Sengupta dedicated to all my cute sweet tribal students 
The tribals work even in their dreams
As the wake on Mother Nature's
Lovely in-seams and streams...
They collect holly on Holi
And they tell everybody
A mighty good story...
On Holly day they play
With fire and mud
And eat thick soup, drink tea
And eat fruits and suds
And when they meet
A real holy man
They give them the
Bounties of Mother Nature
With their own two hands...
The colours of the Earth
Paint their clothes and homes
And very soon holly tribals
Dance one to two
On a holly table
On a holly day
Eating fruit
And sipping cola...
What a wonderful breezy
Lucky Holly Day
For the tribals.

The close shave of Medvedumb

By Doel Sengupta
Medvedumb takes out his pen and writes a few letters to his pen friend Tanoololo. Soon the earth shakes and trembles because Medvedumb's keeper says: "Don't you remember you have to shave Medvedumb."
Zoya his Genie waves her wand around and soon the winds engulf the Genie and all who love her.
Money comes flying into Mother Nature's life.
Medvedumb removes his razor and with one swish shaves off the poison from the chocolate cake.
He sharpens his pencil, erases his keeper's mind as one of the greatest wizards in the history of wizards.
And soon the children are free of the evil hospital and school-univartitty system and the banks fill up with cash and special jewels and the economy booms because Medvedumb really knows how to give yhe chocolate cake a close shave.

How to heal the child in you

By Doel Sengupta
Whether you are red-faced, pink-faced, blue-faced or green-faced or any other colour faced including black faced or white faced children are special.
There are all sorts of roles in this immortal Paradisic life. And its important to be true to your inner child as you choose the roles.
What role did you play in your fancy dress?
I was a queen when i was small in role play and i was so darned shy that my father Santa Claus chainsmoked his way into taking me off stage.
Hercules was a pink-garbed hero.
I hated school! School sucked! THE SCHOOL SYSTEM HAS SPOILED THE CHILDHOOD OF MANY A GOOD CHILD. SCHOOL SUCKS! LIFE RULES.... LIFE IS THE BEST!
If people didn't go to school and chose life as their teacher they would be far more fortunate. My greatest teacher is life and life heals the child in everyone. Naina is the best... Ayesha rocks... and Medvedumb's cheeks are being showered with kisses and love from his mother. MAY THE CHILD IN EVERYONE HEAL.... IT'S ALL GOOD... LIFE ROCKS... LIFE RULES... LEARN ALL FROM LIFE.
In my last life I started the Lavender Network Project with Medvedumb and he and all my children have done exceedingly well in getting all the immortality into the Universe!!!!! I am the owner of the Lavender Network Project and Mother Nature is the greatest teacher.

Journal 3.3.2026 3.37 pm it's holi

Dear Journal,
It's such a breezy and cool Holly Day! Samson told me it is Purim in the Jewish calendar.
What is Purim dear journal? Is it the celebration of this special harvest full moon?
Biswajit and his wife have entered this house because Ayesha and Avantika and Medvedumb are trying to break a story. They are allowing the house break-ins for President Katloo and Prime Minister Rotlu of the largest crime syndicate and it is not Santa Claus, God or Hercules's fault at all.
I want Bishoo and his wife to leave my house.
The children are not really children. They all support the syndicate.
Santa is my jaan.
Hercules is my haan.
And God... i rest with him.
May the three of them bless me.
I'm tired of the human resources and development ministry. Santa Claus is not the evil Narendra Modi. I am not evil. I'm the Genie. Hercules is the bravest. And God blessed all yet they went against him for the evil crime syndicate Medvedumb betrayed Santa Claus for his wife Carol Andrade and Hercules, a true hero... i see how he shines.
Naina stole all my credit for Ketone. As her mother i just want to say she is never getting married.
God rules! HERCULES RULES! SANTA CLAUS HAS WON TODAY!
I am grateful for God, Hercules and Santa's blessings...
I am feeling:
Betrayed
Feeling Kitoo is my only true friend
Feeling betrayed by Arun because he hasn't called me up.
Medvedumb should get arrested by the Ministry of Magic for supporting the crime syndicate for his wife.
Love,
Me.
3 52 pm

You must have aynur jee

By Doel Sengupta
You must have Aynur Jee
And for liver problems
Drink some rum,
Avoid the doctor by all means...
Spock or no spock
Take over the Junipers
With garlic... sweet Junipers,
Magical Junipers...
Where doctors are all wrong...

The pink cheeks of Rosalyn

By Doel Sengupta
The pink cheeks of Rosalyn
Have twenty four petals
As she picks up the duster
And does twirls like the devil...
Her Maj ick is all about her...
Gooey gooey goop
And beautiful chicken soup
And lovely chicken pot roast
For my Rosalyn and all her pals
And all the good guys and gals
As bishoodooodoo runs away
Dead and gone as Rosalyn dusts away!

My Shona Pa gets shurrts and pants through Maj Ick

By Doel Sengupta
My Pa is by far my best guy
And every opposition to him
Makes me sigh and so shy
I feel Queen that I am...
So pretty, so witty,
Not ditzy... but most booty full
With all those i work with
Doing God's Noble work
Come to me unlucky
And leave blessed,
More blessed than before
And my Shona Pa
Gets lots of shurrts and pants
Maj Ickally into his godowns
For free from me the Genie!

Journap 21.1.2026 7.12 pm

Dear Journal,
You can't explain depression to someone who has never gone through it. For example, Arun would never understand. Ma has handled her depression by ekeing out her frustration on us and still does. So she won't understand my way of handling it by sleeping it off.
And life goes on... the world won't stop turning just because I'm depressed. So i have to put on that smile and live my life.
I told myself yesterday and today that I'd do just what i feel like doing. So yesterday i slept for three hours in the middle of the day and then felt visibly better till i spoke to Haroon.
Haroon advocated a hedonistic way of life and spoke about foursomes and things like that.
All my friends male or female no bar are having/have had extramarital affairs. What has the world come to! We live in a truly crippled world.
I am not even trying to attract a man. That's why i look dark and sallow and sombre. I don't want to sleep around and i don't want to sleep with the wrong guy.
Sometime ago i would have loved to be with A that way but I've changed my mind about that too. I don't want to feel used and i don't want my heart broken and besides he's been treating me really coldly like he said he doesn't want to watch a movie with me.
God has endowed me with many gifts and i must make the most of them but there at the root area i feel stuck and hurt and a lack of enthusiasm.
I want to make money. That's priority and i want a good man in my life, not a Ro or a Bha; they were not good for me.
Today DiPan came home. And it's lovely to have her to talk to. She is such a nice, compassionate girl. I really love her. Bhalo manush type. That's when i chanted.
I've smoked 11 cigarettes today.
I went to sleep at 5.30 am today because i just wasn't getting sleep and woke up really late.
I joined a pen pal group online hoping to make some friends but even that is a dating app and that is so frustrating!
Don't people value pure platonic friendships anymore? Like Arun says he doesn't have any platonic female friends. And i really judge him for that.
I miss my youth and i wish my mind had been far more stable. I think I've gotten over Arun.
I don't know what to do now. Might put on my shoes and head for a walk. I am not trying to impress anybody.... i am here to do, to be happy and spread joy in love and in service.
Mood-wise today has been much better. Action-wise it's been a dud. Let's see what ChatGpt has to say.
Melon and Kit are home.
I am feeling:
Slightly tense
Sombre
Happy (not sad) but a little gloomy
Sweet
I think I've had a good day.
I am grateful for all the people who adorn my life, all its experiences, for the love in my life, for the food, the shelter and the money and i am grateful that i am sitting here on my sofa whole and intact writing this journal. This is joy!
I am grateful for God's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life.
Love,
Me.
7.42 pm

We will kiss in Pub Lick

By Doel Sengupta
In Pub Lick where the dogs are safe
And all the creatures dance and sway
And in Pub Lick where we kiss--
We kiss in Pub Lick like we should
Because the instruments play
And the skurts they dance
And we find the booty in a trance...
In Pub Lick we creatures of God 
Keep kissing all the time,
In every way... cha cha cha...
So let us keep ryhthm with the dawgs
Of Gawd... BiGad! In Pub Lick we kiss
Just like God's barmy old dogs!
Love in a PubLick place
Is in Pub Lick
Mag ick in place!

The light house and the heavy house are both mine

By Doel Sengupta
I follow the light and it leads me
Into Paradise where i find happy
Moments and funny happenings
And dripping of droolies
In my heavy house and the
Sweet children of God
Rejoice in Houses of God
Light or heavy? Light or heavy
The Oceans are Gods
And so are all the mer chants
And the Shippies and the Goods
And the taxes and all the cabs
Swirl as God claims all the light
And heavy houses what er
Or no what er... love rules!

The Long boat urm story

By Doel Sengupta
The boat's urm is really divine
And has sweet mooj ick
And Maj Ick vine..
The creepers sway to and fro
To give the Long Boat urm
His doe so sweet, so bootifull,
So intense... the cute Long Boat urm
Is our divine sweet urm.

Sitar ah dissolves Hrd Minus Tree

By Doel Sengupta
Sitar ah so loud and louder,
Sitar ah on the gramophone 
And the recorder--
She plays and plays
And sings so shrill ly
That all the sitar ah's
Players diissolve
The hrd minus tree..
The tree of life 
Has taken over
And for the Minus Tree
Of Maj ick there is only
Love and dover and clover....

Monday, 2 March 2026

The Dolly shakes and crumbles

By Doel Sengupta
The dolly goes to the park
And the cawlie comes and sings
And the magpie and the lark
Take wing and fly high
Into the sky and then
And only then
The doily and the oily 
Buttha chikankari
And the amazing Muslin
Cloths and the nice
Seelkee peepal trees
Come as dolly
Shakes and crumbles.

Medvedumb takes over the minis Tree

BY DOEL SENGUPTA
The Minus Tree of Magic
Is aflutter today
Singing Medvedumb's praises
And the Queen's foray
Into poly ticks so beautiful
And all the magical creatures
Dance and swirl!
What was it with Medvedumb
Everybody says...
The Queen's ladla
And the Avon Ticker baby!
And Ayee Shah the Queen of Iran
Fights hard now
To save the Queen and Medvedumb...
It's a beautiful chilly Holi day
And we eat free food
From the Mama Papa Fund.

Magic in a port

By Doel Sengupta for Arei, Momom and Neelong
The ships so grand
That i can dance
On the port
By a pole
Standing
Staring
At the sunset 
Down goes the sun!
It's twilight
And the fumes 
Of a bloody carnage
Line the port
In my sacred Chicago
Where there is magic
In a port
With pots
Of GOLD SO PURE
Being transported
For Luchi Fuchi...
The drug queen,
So regal
And Caw Caw writhes
As the GOLD comes
Crashing into a magic port in Chicago...
And we win
As the twilight fumes
Of a bloody carnage
Line the magic port in Chicago.

Stone rock fashion

By Doel Sengupta
"By dawg... by gawd... by finanshiyal
Prooblems we say that we
Are not in a recession
If we remove arteefeeshiyul
Intellijinz and introduce
Jeens in stone rock fashion.

Caw Caw wins the fight, Her curlies all the way

By Doel Sengupta
Caw caw shifts her curlies
On to his cheeks you meeks...
So soft, so soft her curlies lips...
So we dance and dance
And sing and scream
As all the robots
Go into a ditzy tizzy dizzy fizzy 
Ring... her curlies her curlies...
Caw caw's cheeks in Paradise,
In Shangrila, in the Taj Mahal,
In Paradise... wah Taj! Wah Taj!
Her curlies, her curlies so smooth,
So fragrant, so wafting and lilting
In the forests of life
With all the animals
Dancing, singing
Caw caw plays with Her curlies,
Her curlies all the time
And all bots ring-- "tee taw tee taw,
We are all lying in a pool of fumes."
Because Caw Caw plays with
Her curlies, her curlies
So soft, so smooth, so fragrant...
We win the final fight with Her curlies...

Sunday, 1 March 2026

Journal 12.19 pm 2.3.2026 met captain Spock

Dearest Journal,
The cards are good.
I met captain Spock, his daughter and his advisor yesterday. We shared our problems with each other and it was really nice.
Captain Spock even kissed me.
We gave them sarees, pink and blue cream and we played Tarot cards.
Captain Spock promised me he would promote me as a Tarot reader.
The food was great. Captain Spock brought vegetarian mutton with him... it was truly yum... his daughter is so gracious... she has gone through a lot but with her visit to Paradise her fortunes have turned. 
Now Tutubha has died on message but he is not dead... he wants to see who goes for his prayer meet on my birthday on 5th of March.
I just want to be the Queen of the Universe... that is what i need... that is what i want.
We need to kill all the people who have harrassed Captain Spock's daughter Choonu...
Dad is the best...
It's a good good beautiful day.
I am feeling:
Happy
Under pressure
Under water 
Fluid
Totally and completely in love. I had a dream where i was very angry with Shyam Kishore.
I am grateful for Mother Nature's infinite love, grace and blessings on my life and for my God.
Love,
Me.
12.28 pm