Anish Nadh’s Blog

I’m eating close to 4 eggs everyday. 2 whites and 2 whole. I kinda hate it. But it’s part of the diet from my trainers Pulkit and Sanju.   I get my eggs from Licious, sometimes I get brown eggs if I feel like it. But there’s not much of a difference in the nutritional aspects of it.  I used to just open boil them for 15 minutes, sometimes 8, to get the perfect runny yolk. Now a days,  I need them quicker, so Janani akka, gave me this idea to pressure cook them for 1 whistle and off the stove and wait for the pressure to come down. I found this easy to do and the shell came right off. I didn’t really have to keep paying attention to an open pan. But this takes the fun out of having the runny yolk. 

The rain was quite heavy, she unfolded her umbrella and strode towards the bus stop to college. She hadn’t completed her anatomy project work and wanted to bunk so bad. She kept checking her watch and her phone as she brisk walked to the bus stop. Her heart beat so loud, she could literally hear it. She walked past the bus stop towards a grey car that had the wipers running slowly on the windshield. She peeked in and there he was! Anirudh, chubby and cute just like actor Madhavan, her ultimate crush.  She looked around to ensure that no one else was watching her and hopped into his car with gusto.  Anirudh dropped Mahima to college everyday. She saved on travel expenses in exchange for some kisses, plus she got bragging rights; boyfriend, who looked like Madhavan,  dropping her in a car and all . She didn’t know if she would marry him, but Anirudh was quite sure.  But today was different. Remember? She wanted to bunk, so Anirudh called in sick and off to Cubbon Park they steered, blast

I hear you weighing my words,  Observing my actions,  And snickering away,  Mocking everything, I say, I do.  Let me tell you this, I will not stay Where I am disrespected,  Thank your God, or your lucky star, You are blessed, with joints that move, I was not, I am not. So, I will look you in the eye,  Next time “friend”  And you will see me,  Showing You a finger. Because everytime I do these things,  I’m breaking a part of me,  To become who I am,  I’m in pain!  Pain you have never felt. So never play with me,  Or my feelings!  I will not stay! Hyenas don’t have a good reputation,  So don’t be one.  Be a wolf.  Leave the pack,  Change!  Transform into one lone werewolf   And howl at the full moon! 

I’m back, writing again! Got a little push from the book I’m reading, The courage to be disliked.  I started writing, not caring about what people thought about me. My writing is not grammatically correct, I’m not trained. But I believe, the more one reads (avoid Chetan Bhagat)  and writes, the better one gets at it.  There came a point where, too many people were reading my blogs and I was asked questions about my religious belief, faith, relationships and the hidden meanings in the blogs. I like to keep my secrets. I like to share some. I’m not an open book even to the closest friends. I keep a lot of secrets of other people too. But all the questioning really made me uncomfortable because along with me, I would be exposing close friends and family.   There was also too much pressure to sound smart and witty when I wrote something. It stopped being something I really enjoyed! I had this need to be liked.  Today, I have the balls to be disliked! So dislike me all you want! Ask questio

I couldn’t sleep last night. At around 5:30 am I heard a child scream as if he was being beaten up and I went out to investigate. My Neighbour was hitting his wife, chasing her and their son out of the house. A lot of people gathered and stopped him from hitting her. There was lot of argument between them. Police was called, they came and took the complaint and left.  My mom asked me to buy an umbrella for Janani akka. So I ordered one from Amazon.  I worked out. My back hurts, but I’ll still workout. I am getting back to my routines I had before my accident.  I have to lean on my own spine and I will stand tall again. 

When do we move on? Aren’t we over complicating this? Calling each other names and pointing fingers at each other. Will that solve the issue? Is there an issue in the first place? What is it that we want to heal? Hurt ego? Guilt? Reputation? Or is it resentment? Why all the hate?  It’s just us. Small souls with big ego. Just breathe. We’ll be ok. Won’t we?