Journal 10.5.2025 3.46 pm a dream so sweet

Dear Journal,

I'm trying my best to fall asleep but it's difficult at night as I'm being harrassed by the Panama Papers criminals each night.

I slept deeply till 9.37 am today.

I woke up and did some very light yoga today under the building canopy and treated myself to some delicious Missal Pav.

Last night when I went to have some cola and cigarettes I met a very nice man. Hi Mo and I discussed sugar and cigarettes and I explained to him that according to the textbook sugar and cigarettes, made from the leaves of the medicinal plant Arabidopsis Tabaccum, are very good for health. That is why I religiously sip cola and smoke cigarettes as my teachers Mca and Vi Vai taught me. Drugs are also good for health but they are illegal. Cigarettes and cola are legal.

Carbohydrates are the number one source of energy. On Planet Earth everything is made out of sugar including plastic which I studied as biodegradable as a Life Science student.

Plastic is eaten by Actinomycetes bacteria.

I miss my mca sir. He taught me so well.

As I woke up I remember dreaming that the good kK who is inspector sheikh was discussing vegetarian eggs with me. I had a lot of fun in the dream explaining the vegetarian meat industry to him which I learnt as a Life Science biotechnologist.

I woke up in deep thought.

Telepathy is natural.

Shona is home and I'm waiting for my other Shona who has gone for Kitty party.

I love doing magic tricks and I love writing scripts.

If Oberoi hires me I'll take the job. I really want and need a job.

I also realised that life's been like this because I was characterised in a Doordarshan show where I am very poor. Fie on Doordarshan.

Monday is a bank holiday. I'll call up shu gu or ba Al on Wednesday.

Life is fantastic at the moment and I hope for it to get more fantastic.

I hope my Kot Ma account closes completely. It's the worst bank in the whole world.

I hope my Hdfc account starts functioning smoothly. I'm sure it will be fantastic.

I'm sure life is getting much better. I am in the rhythm of love as always. If life is magic I must be the world's greatest magician only after God. 

I am feeling:

Grateful

Happy

Serious

Annoyed because there is some construction work happening.

Hoping for downpour.

In tune with life and love.

I love my children. They are the reason I am. My children are everything to me.

I really want to go for a fantastic date with Arun soon.

In other news I'm never using Gpay again.

I am so lucky and I'm so grateful to God my saviour and my everything.

I woke up in a serious mood this morning and am finding it difficult to be completely jovial. Even Mikki Shona has been in a snappy mood as has Santa. Only Buro is holding us together. With so much nonsense is there any other way to be? I'm sure there is. Life is fantastic. I want a job, I need a job, I get a fantastic job and I'm immensely grateful to God for it.

Love,

Me.

4.07 pm

Journal 9.5.2025 7.54 pm a lovely dream

Dear Journal,

I woke up from a beautiful dream this morning that I was working in Ambernath and was planning to buy a house in Ambernath because of my daily work there. In the dream Arun (my cutest) called me up and spoke to me in a sad lilting croaky voice and I was so excited that I spoke to him for a long time. We even bought our house in Ambernath in the dream.

I think my Cotton World job is near.

Today I closed the Kotak account and have begun the processes with my account in Hdfc. Met two amazing bankers today, Bakar Alam and Shubham Gupta. With Kotak gone from my life I all of a sudden have a lot of hope.

I have also deleted Gpay from my phone. Will never use Gpay again. Gpay was the worst invention by Times of India the shittiest newspaper.

I love my friends. I love my Arun and my Santa and my Chotto. I think victory is near, very near and very dear.

Tonight is a great night. Just Dial is so shitty.

There are three days of bank holidays. Hope the weekend is really good. Want Hdfc and Idfc to step up and take action. I want justice in the Panama Papers scam case.

I am grateful for God's infinite love, Grace and blessings in my life.

I want my laptop back.

I am feeling:

Slightly hurt by Neha Lad from hdfc. Who the hell is she?

Hopeful

Victorious

Happy

Sweet

Feel like taking a walk but I think I'll sleep.

I love the world's best boyfriend and I can't live without the world's best brother.

The hospital system is the shittiest system in the world. All people who hurt animals and trees should get arrested in the Panama Papers scam case.

I saw a dog today, one of my favourite dogs, being taken away in an ambulance today.

I'll sit and pray for her.

Melon, kat and Simba are my heartbeat.

It's been a good day otherwise and I'm very grateful for it.

Love,

Me.

8.08 pm

Edit: 8.10 pm

Papad Chutney by Doel Sengupta

The house is filled with Papad and Chutney. It's Ranima's wedding day. About a year ago in May, Ranima quite valiantly had Jeedee closed down. Jeedee was a bad guy. He's gone.

Another thing about Ranima is that she doesn't want to wear a bikini. But there is a huge clamour in the gay community for bikinis.

Another thing about Ranima is that she is heterosexual celibate gay.

Bikini ko maro goli. Ranima has also fought plagiarism and had all the plagiarists put in jail. Ranima is a great woman.

Ranima is also fighting bikinis coming into fashion.

Ranima is a fashion designer, writer, actress, director and artist in all formats and she loves work.

And today is her wedding day.

Ranima is married and her Gurudev hugs her  in her new marital abode all glorious and handsome.

He came riding on a horse.

Ranima's Gurudev fought all bills and pills. There are no bills and pills anymore. It's been more than a year without bills and pills.

And Gurudev hugs her as he feeds her papad with chutney and noodle straps are in and bikinis are out.

The cotton cotton magic trick in abundance by Doel Sengupta

Rakesh works really hard in the cotton  factory. Each day he takes home Rs 2 lakh and his work is paramount. He sits atop a high chair spinning looms all about.

Rakesh is not just a cotton loomer but the treasurer of the place that does the cotton cotton magic trick for the whole world on behalf of Santa Claus.

Rakesh has a brother Om. Om has direct access to Santa Claus and his biggest mission is to spread the love of cotton to the whole world and of course there is Lover and there is Honey.

They really love each other. They love Om and they love Rakesh. But their greatest love is Santa Claus and his fighter elf Rudolph.

Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer is one of the greatest magicians in the world and Santa's perfect fighter elf. He has direct access to the magic loom that Lover and Honey use and whose machinations Om is trying to decipher.

Rakesh is stress free. The cotton cotton magic trick has taken over the whole world and all the children enjoy cotton these days, cotton candy and cotton clothes.

Cotton for Rudolph. Cotton for Honey.

One night Om creeps into the cotton cotton magic trick factory and finds Lover and Honey there. Lover has Honey's hand in the hand of the divine and they are practising a magic trick with a candle.

"Is this how the cotton cotton magic trick is done?" wonders Om.

He calls up Rakesh and puts Rudolph on the call in secret.

He presses Rakesh for answers for two hours one dark night about the cotton cotton magic trick place. Rudolph finally pipes in "Ho Ho Ho!"

That is the end of the interrogation.

It is pouring heavily. It is raining cats and dogs outside and Om has to go home to Rakesh.

Rakesh serves him a pot roast with butter rice and doesn't prod him at all about the irritating interrogation but Om is determined. He has to figure out the cotton cotton magic trick.

How can one man spread cotton like this all over the world?

Om starts following Santa around.

What is the cotton cotton magic trick? He tears his hair out over it.

That year Christmas is a grand affair and after 7 months of Om following Santa around a very pricey gift is sent to Om all gift-wrapped and tied in three colours of ribbons.

Om is excited. He opens the gift. It's a cotton loom.

Om smiles. He understands immediately. Santa's gift is divine. There is no replacement for hard work. Work is worship and that is the great warship.

One man, one solid man, Santa spread cotton to the world through sheer hard work. Magic is hard work.

And Om uses his loom for the first time that beautiful cold Christmas night.

lovers

Love comes calling tonight

As in my dreams I take flight

And lovers meet in our dreams

And lots of birds fly into the night sky.

-- Doel

Dil

Rajpath chala, Dilli ghooma 

Saare jahan mein tujhe dhoonda 

Aur dand pe dand, quom par quom

Itna mehsoos karta hai mera dil.

Tere nainon ke nadiyon mein

Mere dayre tera sukoon 

Ek jhalak tera ki mai fida 

Hoon, khafa nahin bewafa.

Mere dil ko pucharna

Sirf tujhe aata pyaari Aakriti....

-- for Akriti from Doel Sengupta urf Gulzar

Via AVINASH GOSWAMI WHO IS DEEPLY IN LOVE WITH YOU.

The Police

This is an awesome force

Where nobody is the boss,

A united front on the prowl,

A formidable ally to all us owls,

The police decides the governor,

It's the police's wish what we wear

And their clothes never tear,

Sweethearts all never coarse

They are the strongest force,

Sometimes better than pilots

And loving people who wear violet,

The police has the best toilet.