Around 18 months ago I wrote an article about my daily rituals. These are the things I always try to do without fail every workday.

Thank you, Prince, for putting your royal personhood, your many gifts, on display so that all who chose to could be graced by them. Your work, your shamanhood and your priesthood, will continue long, long after your death. Beauty does not die nor should it.

After chewing paan, the eater's mouth is typically left with stained red lips and teeth, and causes profuse red coloured salivation. Looking startlingly similar to blood, saliva is usually spat out -- which yields a viscous crimson stain upon whatever surface is spat on.

My half arsed execution is always going to be better than that brilliant idea living in your brain and that's just the truth.