What the Brain Thinks

Revelation time.. Oh look! The sparkle in those eyes. Revelation is like a knife. The reaction of a person varies drastically based on which side (sharp OR blunt) of the knife you are. But thankfully our subject is not aware of the knife (revelations). Confused? What the new revelation I'm talking about? Don't be brother/sister. The link to our previous convo is right HERE!! Why do I always do this HERE!! thing. For the curious souls read on, rest of you - just skip till my next big pause. Some good old fellow once told me to always link conversations like a pearl necklace, only then does it look good (make sense). Shh... Do not disturb. I know you are getting desperado but hold on man. No. Stop. Wait. Do not leave. I will begin. Promise. Entry Date: 11th Jan,   2016  2017 Ya he took the efforts to strike through 2016 and write 2017. Tears rolled down my eyes (metaphorical). And this is what he wrote down. Sorry, I'll narrate it, more fun that...

Today my friend V messaged me. One of my junior college friend - Q - had sent a friend request to V. Now V saw that I was a mutual friend and pinged me. I told her that Q might have have sent it by-mistake, just ignore it. While she was telling that it was because of her good looking dp. And that is when I realized something. This world is being plagued by RAMS (Red Ass Monkey Syndrome), especially the youth. Now the big question. What is RAMS? Well it is a made up term (obviously by me), based on a story I heard in school. Some school days teacher of mine had narrated this, when a guy (whom I don't remember) was patting his own back and announcing the whole world about his small little achievement. Back in those days self-flattery wasn't really common. The teacher gave this example of a particular genre of red ass monkeys. These monkeys raise their tails and show their red ass, announcing the whole world how pretty it is. Next question. How does this consider...

Hola!! I am back. Back with a bang... NOT! This NOT joke never seems to work. Not wasting your time anymore (since you are very busy doing nothing), I'll continue with the  RoyLeaks 😛. WikiLeaks sounds so much better than  RoyLeaks , but hold on my friend some day my gossips will be the talk of the town. I know.. I know... that is too much of  over confidence, but whats bad in being hopefully hopeful. Now back to the gossip. Wait before I start. Its been quiet a while since we last met. Wish to check our previous conversation, then click HERE!! It has been a while since our last chat, but I am not to be blamed. The frequency of our chats will be proportional to the frequency of diary entries.  Like Owner, like Diary.  (Like father, like son OR like master, like slave.) Now that I have justified myself. Justification was necessary, else you wouldn't wait to listen to me and maybe you will convince Royson to have more diary entries. Coming b...

Atop the hill, lights flashing, speakers bursting, bodies jumping. This my friend is how Sunburn feels like. Oh...ya, me finally been to Sunburn, thanks to my friends and the Goa government. Why thank the Goa government?? Its cause they decided to ban such music fests in their state and so Sunburn came to Pune. Now that I told we been to Sunburn, let me start with how the planning began. Unlike normal chindi people who plan months in advance to get early-bird tickets, we started few days before. We aren't rich buggers, we are chindis but also lazy, so it all begins a few days before. Tickets are booked and so is a cab. Cab, cause we don't drink and drive (more out of the fear of being caught by the cops in this case #EveryOneIsNotBhai) 29th Dec, 2016 - Day 2 of Sunburn, we began our journey. Had a little food, a little booze(literally little), few EDM tracks lined up in the cab to get the feel. The feel came and the feel left, in the 3 hour long traffic. Traffic...

Hey. I'm back. Told you, I will be back. So do we start? Sorry, do I start from where I left off? Confused? I knew you would forget it. Thanks to the digital age, I got it all recorded right HERE!!! Do read through it and come back. Oh not back. Meet me at the next line. Okays now, let me begin with the first entry of 2017 on a diary of 2016. It is important to emphasize on 2016. Don't give that sympathizing look. I can see behind that unruly face of yours. You are just thinking -   Cut the crap you stupid diary . Last time also you made us wait and gave nothing. Now Start. Have patience my child.   "Patience is the key to success."   Well, don't start thinking again. He did not write about patience. Sorry again, to disappoint you. And here it goes... Wait. Do I just quote his words or narrate it with my understanding? (Thinking... thinking... think tank...) I will narrate it. Wheres the fun in quoting a middle class guy. So, after   Happy New Y...

Psst..pss...sst... Don't look left and right. I'm talking to you. Yes you. Come here. I won't eat you, just need to talk to you. Surprised? How am I able to talk? Well, don't be. Just listen to me. In due course, I will reveal everything. Everything. Hehahahaa... Oopsy.. That didn't come out right. I thought I had a coarse voice, instead of this shrill squeak. It sounded right within here, but I think you got the feeling now. Hehe.. Okay, now. Let us begin with an introduction. Wait. I will be doing the talking, so you don't even need to introduce yourself. Grab a stool, a chair, whatever. Cause I will be ranting on about me. And don't bother to interrupt me. Just Sit and Listen. Where was I? Ah.. mouth closed please. Ya I remember, the introduction. I am a diary. Oops.. again. you know that, right. But what you did not know is whose diary. I am the diary of the great, one and only.. (wait for it.. wait for it.. wait.. and now..) Royson D'S...

Hello and Happy New Year. Today, it has been 1 full year since I started this blog. Can't believe I maintained a blog for an entire year, 365 days, no wait 366 days, sounds quiet a number. Agreed, I have not been a regular but 43 posts in a year does mean something. Right? When I tell people I write a blog, the first thing that comes up is 'What is the blog about?'. People always have a perception that a blog should be specific to something. Maybe that is the way of it. And so I feel proud to have a blog on nothing specific. I started blog with the intention of making some money out of it. And to make money you need ads, which I started recently here. Ads need to be clicked, which never happens here and so I made 0 out of this blog, except for a few vouchers from the contests. So, am I unhappy with it?? Nopes. I might have started the blog from greed to earn some extra bucks but now its become more of a leisure, a hobby. And as hobby I plan to cont...