Collages

God came to this Earth to destroy the sinners. Aryan has come to destroy spectacles. Three rimless already gone, and still counting.

I think either we both will shift to those economical and durable carbon frames, or get our eyes operated. It will be better than those recurring losses. Already, as Alka had predicted, things have started going out of windows.

He is already a Dhai Phutiya. Three racks in the kitchens have been cleaned to empty but still his hands, like Kanoon Ke Hanth, reach everywhere. He can open the latches and knobs. He can climb and alight the double bed and Diwan. The "Enter" key of my not-so-old Laptop has been unhooked by him. A perfectly clean room done just three minutes back looks like a mad house in no time.

Nothing is safe anywhere.

Loo is an enigma for him. He wonders what happens inside there. He is always interested, and keeps on banging the door. Twice he has locked me in. He will be pretty disappointed when he comes to know all about it.

Here a few collages.