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 It has been a while since I received messages from cowardly trolls. Today, it happened - some 'Unknown' commenter made a comment. And the comment was made in two places - slightly edited because the innate insecurity is so pronounced that he or she cannot even commit to one strand of resentful thought. Clearly I hit their nerve center. Good. 

Now, I reckon there will be another comment from this parasitic consumer. I wonder if the only piece of creativity this gnome showed in 2025 was writing that comment. Likely.

This reminds me of the days when I had started blogging. I used to get such dark comments for everything - review of a movie, essay on an outing, etc. If I have kept this blog going for these many years, I think, is partially because of comments like this. It tells you that people hide a deep ugliness inside of them that they couch behind fake identities and vapid advice.

Long ago, I had talked to a person in Pune about an assignment. I was in the middle of some thing and had told him that I could take up the assignment later. He had asked me if I could promise him that I would give his work priority. I said Okay. He did not believe me and then he said - get this - mard ki zabaan. (Akinto gentleman's promise.) And as things turn out, he didn't give me work - kept me dawdling for a long time - and didn't have the guts to even connect with me directly to say that work wasn't happening. 

How are people okay with being gutless like this? Like this troll who crawled out from some gutter after doing the math on his or her existence and realizing that they are leeching their partner or parent or chid dry. This is likely the type of person who is living a lifestyle way beyond their means on inherited wealth or something and does some token work to bring in 30K and think they are financially independent. No. If you are earning 30k a month, learn to live with out Ola or Uber or a driver who draws a tidy fee.

Lumps of lies.