My entire life is experiment (like my mate would say :-)) and is an experiment. Not many can live like I do. In view of the first sentence, all this, till some few posts ago, I have written will be stored safely in a safe-deposit box and then will be wiped away from here; it’s all a story – documenting my life. On the dissection table for love
[What I’m saying thus, by life documentation, is: my valued life is thought, logical or illogical, that’s where I live most radiantly – playing around with ideas no matter how preposterous and risking my life at that for I practise too, for experiment, a lot of the time. In general however, I just like to experiment]

We begin again.