Stupendously Sublime

Sadly this will be a pretty short post, my regular feature of long, boring, drawn out, self indulgent, self obsessed rants will resume shortly. There are 2 types of death:- Sudden and violent/peaceful A long drawn out affair where everyone dies a little every single day Ahhh, i see that you are pretty shocked by the fatalistic tune my post is playing, and if you are not shocked, well sorry my bad. You see i'm writing this because very very recently i went to see my brothers and our joint (sort of) dog Vendy, now the joint custody has a pretty long story so concisely put, i raised her, they have taken care of her since. She is the most wonderful dog, case in point even my mum lets vendy lick her. So whats the problem, hmmmmm, she is about to die. The last time i saw her was about an year ago she was hale and hearty, albeit turning old, her eyelashes were turning white and her coat was changing from stormy grey and white to a darker sunset gold. I had thought about this then, but i p

Here my friends is a post that comes straight from the heart, a stirring moment of beauty and vulnerability where i reveal all the moments that i have shared with these guys. For, those who still haven't figured out my tongue in cheek humour, idiots, these Lucknow-wallahs have made my life "interesting," for the want of a better word. This story, as with all my stories start with my entry into college and my meeting with the first of this species. Again for ease of reference we'll call him LW1. LW1: This particular creature (again, for the want of a better word), was one of the few guys whose intellectual level matched mine in my year, and let me tell you there were quite a few pretenders. He was nosy, incessantly irritating but a man of great drive and motivation. He took upon himself the unenviable task of trying to get me to work, which later compounded to hellish levels with the arrival of Messrs Zain Taha and Robin Chatterjee. Without the presence of this man the