This is that blog that I want to offer to the world (yes the five of you who’ll read it). It’s been a long journey replete with surreal experiences that I think deserve a separate place to be written down and be lost in the web of codes and information. I don’t have much idea where this will go and that’s how I like it. Morph as it feels like. I’ll tap till my fingers bleed.
I’ve put some faith in me to see this to fruition, and faith in the self is hard to come by, I’ve howled outside temples, mosques and churches alike for salvation, but that soul feeder doesn’t come by so easily. Breathing and walking is more important. Let the faith heat up in the hearth that is in the furthest depth of your bowel, growling and hungry and dangerous.
Don’t kill it.
–Tanmay
minutes of my heart 