Cashier's Dilemma

Ever wondered: how systematic the world is? How planned and well-crafted the possibilities are? How every morning when you start your day, you gamble with the world? How you make the choice of taking the right decision at the right moment, among countless other options? It's a mystery we won't understand, unless obviously someone's into Yoga and stuff, then I can't say much. Days ago I asked a couple of people to describe them in one word, and the best word a guy had to define him was free. I think of myself as real, like really, the extent to which I've grown to appreciate and love myself, is unbelievable. I know this word isn't as fancy as "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious", but it is something until I find a better word. I love how weirdly fucked up my mind is. I love how I am not afraid to let myself be cognizant of the realities of it. How I constantly cultivate my thoughts and do not expect anything in return. How I respect my views. All of this, without disrespecting others, or belittling them. I respect diversity. I adore differences.

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Singh and Springs Wait for None

I don't know what kind of readers I get here, maybe some friends, local googlers, or those who really want to Singh, anyways, it doesn't bother me. This post, apart from being this year's first (Happy New Year though) is also going to be quite whimsical. I'm going to start an ordered list followed by a new sketch and its story =)

1. Punjabi Pride : Dear fellow Punjabis, Jatts, Ramghariyas, and other famous last name holders who like to aggrandize the caste system and strive to be masculine, cocky or rather Pendu, by driving roofless black jeeps (landi jeeps); tying clean, sharp and pointed Patiala shahi Pughs (turbans) or smaller checkered truck driver/ farmer turbans; swearing (Pan****, Maaye) in public or in front of kids or wife or even wife's sister or strange aunties; boozing on

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