There comes a time in every creative mans life when he decides to stop procrastinating and get his ‘Book’ ready. This ‘Book’ that i talk about is not a collection of pages with hardcovers on either side, but more so a collection of past creative exploits that individuals of cosmoplastic stature believe is worthy of sharing with those who sit perched above him on trees other than his own.

And now that i have exhausted myself by sounding so pointlessly proper. Let me tell you what i called my book !!!
It’s called ‘Bread, Butter & Jam’ – TaDaa!! Take a bite here and tell me what it tastes like to you.

She said, ‘i prefer to be ignorant. i’m happier that way’. To which, he asked ‘ if ignorance was such bliss, then what about the few dangers within it she had missed’. She remained quiet and indifferent as if she was almost ignorant to what he had just said. I guess she was happier that way.