How to recognize a man in love

A man makes a cup of coffee, and goes online. The world is on the verge of collapse.  Any day now, a nuclear war – the white cloud of extinction. Continents have turned into prisons. The city this man lives in will no longer exist in a few years, there will be an ocean where he is sitting right now. Injustice is everywhere, poverty is growing, the air is turning into poison, species are dying, a black hole will soon swallow all of humanity.

This man, after reading about the new horrors of the previous day, locks himself inside the bathroom and weeps only for himself. This man is in love.


Love stands alone


In the old observatory in the walled city of a pink Jaipur, an 8 year old girl will find a torn page from a book that is thousands of year old. She will forget what is written on the page. She will forget that she even found the page.

Twenty years later, while walking on the streets of Delhi, weighed by a feeling of crushing black loneliness, the last words on that torn page will flash like an emergency sign in her mind: “…love stands alone”.

She will fall. There will be no one to see the fall.

The biology of love

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In Bengali marriage ritual, the bride is often handed a fish that is alive. The auspiciousness of the new marriage is  gauged by how long the fish is held. The longer you can hold it, the better your marriage will be.

Clarice Lispector wrote in The Passion According to G.H. “… did something truly alive collapse the morality I had?”

Love is what is truly alive.

Love is a freshly caught fish writhing in your hands. Hold it if you can.



The 27-year-old reporter reporting on duty.

As far as the eyes go, there are only half-dead men with trembling hearts dressed as grooms outside churches. And even the men who had previously seemed rather alive quickly seem to be falling on the ground. The whole scene is as if out of Ionesco’s Rhinoceros, except here men (and only men, not women) are transforming into these strange creatures dressed in suits ready for marriage, but thoroughly unready for love. If women approach these men to ask even a simple question, the heart of these men start beating faster than the speed of light, and they fall straight on the ground unconscious. If women as much as make an attempt to kiss any of these men, they will display signs of hallucinations (demons, monsters, satan, hell) and some even die.

This remains one of the greatest tragedies of the 21st century and (astonishingly) as yet unreported by media. The United Nations is soon expected to make a statement on this dire situation that threatens the very fate of humanity.

Notes on Love #2


Et tu, Brute?

In a yet undiscovered second part of Shakespeare’s Julias Caesar, Caesar comes back as a ghost and kills Brutus with a diamond encrusted pistol while listening to Taylor Swift: “Look what you just made me do”.

Advice for young girls on how to pick husbands (after reading Mayakovsky)

Growing up, we had classes of “moral science” in school. It told us how to keep good hygiene, and how to keep good morals.

The Moral Man (with a capital M, for this deserves the respect one usually reserves for God) was a man of self control, who betrayed no emotion, never fell prey to any passion, never did anything that might come back to haunt him later, in the face of any crisis, he always abided by the social code of what is right and acceptable. The Moral Man, in short, was the one who refused the apple when some immoral Eve offered it to him. Damn these snakes and Eves of the world, you could shake Paradise, but not this man. No, ma’m.

When the moment finally arrives when he has to kiss a fallen damsel, don’t worry, little girl, he won’t do it. Which is why you must always pick such a man as your husband.

And never as your lover.

Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner.


Theirs are the patriarchs, and from them proceeds the human descent of Christ, who is God over all, forever worthy of praise! Amen.

It’s the nine nights of the heathen goddess.

Unlike the true Christian god, in the beginning was the Word, the dark goddess does not believe in forbidding anything, and the Word was with God, and her only morality comes from within herself, she destroys what she wants, creates what she desires, and the Word was God, and the only law that matters is the one she has willed, From everlasting I was established, From the beginning, from the earliest times of the earth, she demolishes barriers between good and bad continually so that you often wonder if she is the voice of the fallen, The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us, there is no ascension upwards to paradise, only sinking deeper and deeper into the self, We have seen His glory, the glory of the one and only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth, until nothing but the universe remains in you, until nothing but your own soul which is the universe, which will forever be the universe, And now, Father, glorify Me in Your presence with the glory I had with You before the world existed, and you existed even before the world existed, you will exist even after the world, so the world doesn’t matter, “Truly, truly, I tell you,” Jesus declared, “before Abraham was born, I am!” and before God was born, I am, she declared, before everything, I am

Truly, truly, I tell you