Loonville

SiDo, formerly Siddharth Maekad, not to be confused with Siddharth Ganapathy,
is a 23 year old who is one HELL of a mistake in the gene pool. Often confused, mostly sleepy, perpetually horny, SiDo dabbles with quite a few pseudo-intellectual pursuits, predominantly relating to the nature of his vanishing cutlery, the state of his carpet and a poor dog that once bit his left fore-arm.

Once theistic, later agnostic, now an atheist, SiDo is a swirling mass of contradictions. He will rant about how life is unfair and then go onto say life is unfair. No contradiction? He hasn’t got a life in the first place.

Career skills include pretending to solve huge equations that you saw on Russell Crowe’s window panes, chasing lizards and eating idli-dosai-sambar-vadai. He is also a full time student trying to figure how lenses work and what lies at the end of a rainbow. When not contemplating the mysteries of light, SiDo plays the guitar off-tune, waxes eloquent on a lot of obscure authors, collects huge volumes of text written in ‘mathematics’ and indulges in verbal sparring (scarring ?)

There are only two things SiDo is extremely proud of. His impeccable taste in art and music. We do not guarantee that he knows much of either. The Beatles, Pink Floyd and The Doors are the gods that he swears by. He tries to emulate the Slash but a cigarette and a bare torso is as far as he would get in this lifetime.

Currently, SiDo is trying to match his socks and hunt down his only pair of glasses.

Update: SiDo absolutely misses Jena and uses the sock to wipe his nose.

P.S. – The author wishes to know if the ‘cleverly shot’ display picture would help him sell a series of self-help books he intends to write in the near future.