I occasionally read up on Indian mythical tales as narrated by those that claim to have an inside track on the authenticity of these beyond sci fi events. As you peruse the happenings millenia ago where the likes of Ram and Laxman (no lax man this) and the sages that educated them you are left to wonder simple questions like - 1. What sort of caffieneted beverages would they have in the morning? I mean to go looking for wackos with swords and tridents about to pounce on you - you must need something more than Red Bulls? 2. What sort of medication were they using? I mean with today's technology we still are faced with high incidence of BP, ED, MS, and not to forget Fungus. In spite of so many antibacterial soaps et al we cannot seem to avoid the deadly Coli this or that so these guys must have taken something - many had a colorful life sometimes losing track of who was sleeping with whom. 3. Which stores offered their ...
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!