diary of a traveler

1) i never sleep on my back, it could be any other orientation possible. 2) i don't feel comfortble while eating with a spoon. 3) i can't avoid uttering abuses while driving. 4) i want to quit smoking forever. 5) all the time i worry about the economic and social situation of my country as it will affect my comforts finally. 6) i suspect all the people around me are secret agents of one or other mafia gang and i keep studying each person to unearth the unknown mystery! In fact i stare at women too for the same purpose and they misunderstand all the time. 7) i hate wearing any kind of make up. 8) i hate to confine myself in any closed place with nobody watching because then they imagine that i must be masterbating!

"We sacrifice our lives at the border for you civilians and you don't follow the laws of the country", told an army person to me in harsh tone filled with patriotic emotions. The tower clock of the small town was showing 9. I was out on a deserted road to get a cigarette as i had exhausted my stock of cigarettes. The lonely walk through the icy air seemed to be taking hours eventhough the pan shop was just 10 minutes away. And i made it just before the shop was shut down. So thats it. I wish i had walked slowly to find the shop closed. I was shocked and embarassed when i got the lecture on my sin of smoking in public place. But deep down i felt honored for my recognition as one of very few exemplary citizens who must obey each and every law firmly to inspire common people. So what if its usual to find people smoking around pan shops ? Being distinguished from those and knowing the high opinion about myself gave me much better kick than the snatched cigarette could have gi...

Heartbeats were taking the inner route to reach my ear and i was feeling the danger breathlessly even before it could escape my heart ! I can't, i just can't climb down, silent screams had filled my mind and soul but i was helpless at a great height with almost straight stairs. And suddenly i felt a tingling sensation between my legs. That's it, i'm right here in my bed, at some 2 feet height from the floor, its 8 in the morning and above all i need to pee badly ! So its a smooth landing on the grounds of reality, i'll make and serve tea and that too for only me ! Off white ! The image of a cute little girl exclaiming in a tv commercial came to my mind as i noticed the effect of smoking on my teeth. Anyway, it can't help me to quit smoking as i don't look in the mirror more than once or twice a day ! It takes about an hour to finish tea and bath on weekdays but on a sunday clock slows down as the upcoming minutes have no job assigned to them. Its good actual...