Day 2: 30 days of violin

Note: Yes, I’m doing this thing. And yes, I’ve often said such things before and I’ve always failed at following through. And yes, I’ll probably fail again. But I still get to talk about it if I want to. Because, you know, My blog.

Dear Zonk,

Yesterday felt promising. But tonight, my violin grates on my nerves. I stuck it out, though. For the mandatory 15 minutes, and then for 5 more.
Tomorrow will go better, I hope.

And now, I sleep. 
Love always,


Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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