I can hear all the exuberant screams and frantic shrieks, as I sit in the backstage sofa, with a martini touched to my lips. As the liquor drains into me, my spirit invigorates with pleasure. Security personnel in black t-shirts run about in the corridors shouting into their walkie-talkies, asking for backup. Someone complained about too many people flocking at the backstage entrance.

"So far, so good." I think and smile to myself, all the while staring at my Berluti shoes.

One more sip, and I'm ready to face it. I stand up, and glance at my breguet marine royale. 30 seconds to the final moment. I begin walking towards the stage side-entrance. The screams grow louder. I start walking into the stage hidden behind the prussian blue curtains. I stop at the center of the stage. I take a deep breath, and nod my head. The curtain parts.

And the audience goes crazy. They howl, shriek, shout, and scream at the top of their voices. Everyone cranes their neck to get a better view and waves their arms frantically, hoping that I might notice the person, even if it is for a split second. There is a row of fuming hot girls in the front wearing black t-shirts each with an individual letter spelling, 'S-A-R-C-A-S-T-I-N-A-T-I-O-N'. Everyone jumps about and screams as loud as they can in a moment of unrestrained euphoria.

I raise my arms and immediately, bolts of fire shoot upwards into the sky and with the sound of simultaneous thunderclaps, burst into colorful sparks of red, green, and yellow.

Soon, people start chanting unanimously, "XENO-XENO-XENO".

[pause] [feel the intensity]
[now come back to reality]
What you've just pictured in your minds is the 25th birthday celebrations of this blog.

I apologise to all my readers if I haven't been able to bring out any blogposts in this month. You can blame it on the lack of timely sleep, and the obligation of studies. But I am going to leave you with a sneak peak of my blog's future theme, which I am working on currently. You can expect such a theme to come on sometime next month.