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Episode 4: The Tuesday Anomaly

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  Episode 4: The Tuesday Anomaly Tuesday, April 1st 2024 Surprise, surprise. I know this is completely out of context, but I just finished lunch, played a round of foosball, and read something so ridiculous that I had to share it. Even though I have a ton of tasks at hand ( to my manager reading this, I know the deadline is today, but this can’t wait ), I simply couldn't let this one slide. So instead of prepping a full breakdown, I did what any reasonable person would do—I let AI generate a cover while I sat here, spiralling into an existential crisis. Yes, all the cool covers I do come from AI— shocking, right? Of course not. Anyway, here’s the problem: My father—who still assumes double-tapping likes posts on every app—sent me this on Instagram. Yes, Instagram . Because apparently, WhatsApp is reserved for people who still type “Good Morning” with sunflowers and sparkles. And now, I can’t stop thinking about it. One Tuesday every year just… disappears. (And tha...

Episode 3: The Un - APP - Etizing Illusion

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Episode 3: The Un - APP - Etizing Illusion Tuesday, 25 th February 2025 Milk? Check. Bread? Eggs? Curd, butter? Coca-Cola? (Obviously). Ouuu, LEGO at 70% off—oops, didn’t see you there. Look, I can explain. It started as a simple grocery run, a responsible, well-planned list. But then… the algorithm whispered sweet nothings about limited-time deals, and well, here we are. Again. Honestly? I deserve that exclusive 2015 Batman LEGO. Haven’t we all earned a little treat? One second, you're buying essentials; the next, you’re convincing yourself a dinosaur-shaped waffle maker is a need , not a want. Welcome to The Un-APP-etizing Illusion —where self-control is a myth, discounts feel like destiny, and somehow, I now own a moon-shaped lamp that I swear will change my life. I am your host—full-time procrastinator, part-time overthinker, and my parents’ worst financial investment—a serial impulse spender. Or as I like to call myself, The Cartographer — because every checkout fe...

Episode 2 - The CON in Concerts

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  Episode 2 - The CON in Concerts Date: Tuesday, 18th February 2025 Context: I began writing this episode the night after watching the Coldplay concert live-streamed on Hotstar. (Sorry it's now Jio Hotstar - the logo is quite bad) I find myself at a rather peculiar crossroads—should I be ecstatic or mildly concerned about the positive response to my pilot episode? On one hand, it’s heartwarming; on the other, I’m now dangerously close to believing I’m a literary genius. If only my English teachers could see me now… though, they’d probably ask, “Where are your punctuation marks, Vishrut?” (I tend to miss them, don’t judge me). They’d also be the first to point out that I always mess up the spelling of "receive"—it’s like that “i before e” rule just doesn’t apply to me. But hey, who’s counting? Certainly not the readers. Or the teachers. But that’s all part of the charm, right? (Wait, is that a charm or just a red flag for editors?) Aaj ka Mudda: (To any foreigners r...

Episode 1: The Pilot - To be or not to be ?

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Episode 1: The Pilot - To be or not to be? Monday, 27th January,  2025 Welcome to Musings of a Mischievous Mind , where questions like this set the stage for a journey into the random, the reflective, and the ridiculous. My name is Vishrut, and this is my playground for ideas—a place to explore thoughts without boundaries or filters. At 25, with three years as a marketing executive behind me, I’ve spent plenty of time crafting polished messages and calculated strategies. But here? Here, I’m letting the mischievous side of my mind run wild. Why am I writing this? Honestly, your guess is as good as mine. Maybe it’s a search for clarity, a need to connect, or just a way to let off some steam. Whatever it is, I hope to create something meaningful—or at least entertaining. A small disclaimer: The following thoughts will be posted without explanation for your interpretation. Here’s the deal: the thoughts I share won’t come with explanations. Think of them as little puzzles or s...