(Sep 22, 11:42pm)

Mamma's death anniversary pooja went off all well today.. though what was unusual was that I had been sleeping till as late as 9:40 am..

The purohit of-course did not have the slightest idea, as I was already ready when he arrived at 10..

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The maid had been arranging things since morning.. besides doing daily chores.. I do not usually do it like this.. I mean on pooja days, I like doing things myself..

But how much can I do? My body, my mind to be more honest, doesn't always support me..

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I am leaving for Dhanbad tomorrow afternoon.. For some investigative reporting.. Have an appointment with a mafia on Monday evening..

But what about the novel.. It's time I seriously timed my assignments.. But first the family pension thing has to be over, for which I am here at the first place..

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I'm excited about the novel, as I evolve it gradually in my mind and add more characters.. But I am in no hurry.. Writing, vocational writing, is a spiritual exercise to me..

I seek God in writing.. in mundane and extra ordinary characters, which entwine and exude, though in varying degrees, the kindliness of God..

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