(December 10, 11:58pm)

Thirtyeight more!

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Ain't this childish?

But then thats good no.. a child's mind is still there... with its joys and sorrows... trust and worries.. gales of laughter and then long silences.. big excitement in little things!

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There was a time, I'd keep counting the weeks while a Madhuri Dixit film ran in the cinema halls.. one, then two, then three.. five, six, seven.. once it was eight weeks, id be really happy.. they would print a "Glorious 50 days" in every newspaper!

Announcing that the film is a hit.. it happened that way then... in months...

Im feeling that same pulsating feel again.. one part of my mind is excited.. "Good Lord! It would be 10 thousand hits!"

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The other mind feels inhibited.. "why do you have to write all that?" it keeps asking.. "And why do you have to keep feeling that feel?"

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Com'on.. im not forcing it.. id be forcing, if i forcefully stop it.. but why? isn't a child's mind the best mind.. it chooses love over show.. trifle over the costly... long and powerful attachment over glamour or might!

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