are what i intended to post about, these things having been on my mind for a while now.
sitting in cafe universal, at the end of what was a relatively decent monday, i am not too keen on asking questions or considering confusing concepts right now. This reminds of a paragraph in "The strange case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde" where this woman is peacefully gazing down at an empty street feeling content with mankind, when she is witness to a murder by Mr. Hyde. Since reading that paragraph as a child, I have always been wary of being overly ok with life, as it goes on - like being content is tempting fate. But on some days, you just have to sit back and breathe ease for a little while. let everyone else's conversation lull you into a quiet place. hum an obscure bangla song to yourself quietly.