God was Murdered

11 th January ’22 — King isn’t Dead I’m feeling mildly irate, but if you know me, you’ll know that I’m almost always mildly irate . At 20.47 hours, I’m finally done with office work. The whole day I’ve either stared at the laptop like a 15-year-old stares at his chemistry teacher’s cleavage or been stuck on impotency-accelerating work calls after e mailing my resignation at noon. Since 9.53pm last night, I’ve had a few glasses of water. My 24-hour non religious fast is almost done. I’m about to meet a human — this human is late. I step out of the work-from-café — put on my headphones & punch into YouTube to see what’s new on TalkSport . Fun Fact : These fuckers call themselves Talk Sport but they never talk about anything, but Football.  So, I’m stunned to see a brisk — 3.18 minutes — podcast with the King . Warne reveals that he grew up loving & wanting to play professional Aussie Rules Football , not Cricket. And he was damn good at it too. But, at age 19, he received

23 rd February ’22 — Somewhere in the Mountains in Minus 2.7 degrees. My hair & buttocks are frozen. My heart & dreams, I hope, are still unfrozen like tipsy birds flying in the crispy-cloudy skies. Hey, Doosh This letter will have three parts. Let’s begin with a story. I will break your heart even before I start. —This story has no happy ending— Why? Because the story is true? Yes, it’s true as oceans, but that’s not why there is no happy ending. The thing is — In life, there are no happy endings, just happy in-betweens . ——— January 1997 — Year & a half before you were born. 8 months before you were placed in your mom’s oven. I was in 10 th Grade — living in a Sikh-family-run boarding school —GRD Academy— in Dehradun. This was not your clichéd Bhangra-loving, Whiskey-chugging Sikh family. They were the founding fathers of world-famous Texla [not Tesla] TV [Google it - It’s as real as chicks with big dicks] & New Empire Cinema — Famed for running five-shows-a-day —