The Kitty Buddha by Rohit Trilokekar

Have you ever wondered, you know, when you look at the stars and the moon in the night sky, have you ever wondered how all of this is happening? Have you wanted to know with a burning desire what exactly it is you were born into? Do you believe in magic? If you do, then this story is for you. This is my story. This is what happened to me in the year 1932. Ok. Maybe not 1932. Look, the point here is I don’t really care when it happened. The point here is the magic. Real magic. The magician’s magic is not really magic after all. A sleight of hand here and the eye that sees, deceived. Real magic is what happens when you believe there are pixies under mushrooms. Ok. I get it. You probably think I’m crazy just about right now…..