How I Began To Write.

This is very first interview, which I did for fellow needy journalist and was never published. There is a catch in that first line. I am not a journalist as it might suggest.But I am "fellow" by the virtue of need. It wasn't published for the lack of publishers but for the lack of intent. Doesn't mean either that publishers queued up for those words rambled or there is some sort of intent right now. This is rather large clarification for that interview and its appearance here. As the saying goes, 'all is well', I am ready to acknowledge that indeed 'all is well'.

Q. How are you?
A.Same as you.

Q. That is enough for the start and as all the formalities have been taken care of, what am I going ask for which you have an answer?
A. This is very difficult question to answer itself. You shouldn't be so damn tough at the beginning. First you should gain my trust. Create an appearance of friendly but educationally intellectual atmosphere, where you are cunning and I am shrewd. Then proceed towards difficult questions where you will be shrewd and I will be cunning.

Q. Very well! So what is your age?
A. I am as old as this air we breathe. That will turn out to be around xyz years multiplied by abc years, add some, subtract plenty and then divide by zero.

Q. It would be meaningless then.
A. Yeah indeed! That is meaningless! As was your question too.

Q. Hmm... So what do you make of it?
A. Salad.

Q. And that is all you live on?
A. Not always. But right now I do. I am on a diet, you see?

Q. Since when?
A. Since that revolution.

Q. Which revolution?
A. You aren't aware of that?

Q. I am aware of many. But not of a particular one we are discussing here. Was it important?
A. To me, yes. It was important. It still is.

Q. What did it change?
A. Change is comparative. Nothing has remained to compare of the past to understand that change.

Q. So successful?
A. I don't know. And as no one is even aware of that then it might be successful after all.

Q. How do you come to know of it then? And how you are still aware of it?
A. This isn't an interview. This is an interrogation.

Q. Why are you so damn defensive?
A. I have plenty to lose.

Q. Now that is a joke, isn't it?
A. I don't see a laugh on your face.

Q. I am not here for laughs. I am here for a discussion. I want to relieve you of the burden.
A. Please don't kill me.

Q. How could I?
A. I don't know. But I am scared.

Q. Why are you so scared? I am not going to kill you.
A. Hmm... Thanks.

Q. You didn't answer. Why are you so scared?
A. I see stars in the night. I see people around me, who see them too.

Q. So?
A. Everyone has gone mad.

Q. What?
A. Yes. I see people around me who can see same things as me. But I only claim. I haven't seen them at night. I see them in the broad daylight. They twinkle and then then they fall. Nothing remains until the night comes. Then as the first ray of daylight embraces me, I see them again. Created in the night. Only to appear at the day. So other people must see nothing in the night. But they see. They are mad! They are lunatic! They are hallucinating!

Q. I see them at night too. So am I mad, lunatic and hallucinating?
A. Maybe.

Q. Or is it just you who is mad?
A. No... I am perfectly sane.

Q. When its one against billions, one is at the fault.
A. When it is that disproportionate, I am never wrong. I am misunderstood. I am visionary who is ridiculed. I am special. Too special to co-exist.

Q. Even if you are misunderstood by yourself?
A. Yeah. Then it is even more so.

Q. I heard from somewhere that you are going to stand your ground. Is that true?
A. I want to stand. I do stand. I am not aware of ground. Or what constitutes as MY ground. I need MY ground though.

Q. How do you like your ground to be?
A. Beautiful, clever, intelligent, smiling.

Q. I hope you find it.
A. I hope I could stand it.

Q. Could stand it or could stand on it?
A. Isn't it just the same?

Q. Maybe.
A. Definitely!

Q. I needed to talk. And it was very nice talking to you.
A. I know. Wish I could do it more often for you.

Q. Will you?
A. You will starve to death.

Q. Why?
A. Only salad can help you only that much. Avoid death. That's all.

Q. But starve to death?
A. Salad is not so easy to find.

Q. Why?
A. How much of it you find out here?

Q. Nothing. Everything makes sense!
A. To you? It always will.

Q. I am hungry!
A. I am gaining too much weight.

Q. Exercise.
A. Yeah! I will write.






I am still gaining weight. There is just too much to eat. And eat I do. I am so hungry!

And as the saying goes,
'All Is Well'...
deep, cold, black, with water, without water...
all is well...