It humbles me every single time when I get praised for a perfectly turned out evening dinner, when the office presentation impresses the client or when I get the world’s most beautiful hugs from my nieces. And I was humbled when Sri
asked me to do a guest post. A prolific writer churning out superb posts in the crime and horror genre that you want to read more and more of his works, asking moi for a post? Whats more, he is going to get published
soon. So when he asked me to share my thoughts in his blog, I was on cloud nine. Toffee
sent me on the clouds few months ago and now Sri. I feel so happy undoubtedly. Hope you guys enjoy my piece – Just mind it
at Sri’s : The guy who has malignant humour in his head
The whole of December last year, every single day I had hand written letters given to Zack when he came home from work. They were mushy to the core, pretty lengthy too. After receiving 10 such letters, one fine night he casually mentioned that I sound like a priest, always wishing him a happy and a blessed life 😥
Naturally, my reaction was that of a kid who got a toy snatched. Armed with the sole motive of torturing him, I set out to write even lengthier letters, which I am sure he just whizzed through with tired eyes night after night. So that he could get a peaceful sleep and not a nagging radio channel.
Last December I did not have a blog, but this year I do. Since I do not intend to do an encore and make his eyes cry out of pain at 11 in the night, I am planning to write the letters here. Since he does not read my blog, he can’t complain about anything
12 days left for the New Year to dawn.
Each day I will write about every month of this year, hoping to relive, enjoy, learn, love and laugh again.
January rewind has begun. January letter to follow shortly.