I was really beating myself up about performances and how I looked and this and that.

The before dinner atmosphere, the blend of patchouli, warm pitchblend, iced electricity, sugared sweat and powdered urine drives one on to a fever of delerious expectancy.

I employ this thing I called The Shovel List.”   “A shovel..?”  “No, a shovel list. It’s more of a conceptual thing. It’s a list of all the people and things I hate so much I want to hit them in the face with a shovel.

Sabko mujhe hai ye kahna
kadar krna har chij ki,
kro na kro bhrosa
Ye bhi ek chaal hai nasib ki,,

Written By Shreem

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