Gandhi, Philosophy, & Fucking Littering
Saturdays are the days people, my age, wake up late next to someone they love or married to, have a greasy brunch and then go do something that looks like fun or whatever that marriage/love makes do. I wake up next to a bundle of books I’m both in love with and married to. I wake up early on Saturdays as my ‘prison sentence’ is still another 7 weeks away from getting over. I’m a full-time prisoner of the world’s deadliest jail - Full-time employment. Either way, my prison sentence, at several times, is super lenient - almost at par with Sanjay Dutt’s jail-term for being best friends with the superstar terrorists like Dawood and Salem. Like him, I get plenty of Out-of-Jail time via casual Furloughs & Parole. Though I, officially, work on Saturdays, I often use my veto powers & skip prison [work] altogether or leave at lunchtime. I left at lunchtime last Saturday, 9th March ’19 & went to the suburb where Rich People Live: Jor Bagh After eating a fairly