Written on a whim

Sayan is a wannabe who stole this tag from one of his favourite people, who, during his college years had responded to the question, “So, what you wanna be when you graduate?” with “A wannabe!”

His works don’t explore the intersection of anything with anything else, for that sort of description sounds too narcissistic. Rather, it is just one vast, endless void – just as it was supposed to be.

Sets and intersections were never quite his thing anyway.

Also, he hates sounding pompous. “His works?!” What does that even mean? Is he the lord almighty?

Please stop providing such third-class, third-person suggestions, Wordpress!

Nevertheless, given that I hail from some insignificant third-world country that the trumpous (Pompeii would be lucky to survive under Trump) dolt does not approve of, your classist neocolonial suggestions may be forgiven – but only if my fellow countrywomen, men, and the LGBTQIA+ community approve.

Make no mistake though, for this is war.

So I shall roast you, you scientists, economists, and the whole lot that’s in-between, and I shall most certainly roast you, Fraudguru… soya-based vegan style of course.

P.S. No part of this website shall ever be AI-generated – this is my promise to those I expect (and hope) shall be a small group of ardent readers but non-followers. Read me, but never follow me.

On a further note, I firmly believe that I could never trade my thoughts for AI. Sam Altman might disagree, but I implore that you ignore him just the way I do.

Post P.S. This website is dedicated to two of my dearest friends, without whom it would have never existed. Love you both, you know who you are! Hashtag privacy.

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