Friday — 21 Ramazan 1425 — 14 Kartika 1926 — 05 November 2004
Today I am going to tell you about one of my more secret daily rituals. I would warn you, don’t judge me.
I have a huge mirror in my room. It is actually a magic mirror. It shows a person as he or she is inside rather than as they are outside. Since I have such a great super natural power at my hands I decided to use it for good. I stand infront of it everyday to see how I look.
Until recently I couldn’t understand what it meant to have a fat image in that mirror. I realized the answer to that four days ago. I was standing infront of the mirror and trying to see any changes in the image in the last one day. I suddenly realized that it is not a magic mirror after all. It is a normal mirror.
I started exercising from that day. And including today I will have been exercising for four days.
Good for me.
Never good to live in a fantasy.
P.s – I am sorry. I am not crazy. Please don’t feel sorry for me. Please please please don’t feel sorry for me. I am not a psychotic loser. I am just a psychotic blogger. Please please please.
Jalal shut the hell up.