Today started with Tiya mam forming a laugh on the white board. I had been photographing it. I woke up today waiting, like I had been doing since November. Chatterjee arrives late but it never wobbles me as it is not him. It is divine intervention. Lately enjoying photographing my food, purely for statistical reasons. It just happens to give a real view of your daily choices for the body that is the ultimate temple. We were going to the pat. The first one of the five. Also after the mountain fill of methane and worldly dump that made me choke through out the morning walk over the black mountain. We ticked another mountain off. And it bloomed evergreen Bougainvilleas like. Pink and other colours. Balloons over Krishna. Matsyadesh/The fish country and Pandava warriors.
Days are pleasant. Sun is shining from far like a star. Moon chilling in the night. Gana arrivèd with lots of sweets but I don’t like them anymore. once after they enter the magic system, they shut the whole nerve colony. A complete ban is advised.
Reaching the first Pat had only one flaw. Where is the place where snakes were sacrificed. I couldn’t find it but heard stories about Yamuna and the tortoise. So many cows sat outside and only one got curious enough to walk towards me . She earned love and two highly important bananas. Later when we left for the big hanuman statue we only couldn’t reach even by sundown. We took a turn and rested where we found the fat lulu. My knees have started hurting. After this project finishes. I will impose another ban of some sorts like driving in a city and about few things If you keep reading this space like bee for honey.