DAMN IT...

it is with one of the greatest depressions of my life that i set out to write about one of the umpteen boring phases of my life...ppl who are fed up of my cribbing are set free to do so and hellowwww....it does occur to me that even i think why do i write this stuff.....good question i like it....but the thing is that i dont have an answer thankyouverymuch.....

well it happens in my life that things i never want to happen in my life come back at me with a passionate hatred that all i can do was to wonder why i was chosen given my very limited bearing ability...another good question indeed...is someone listening?

hmmm.....listening to depressing music, have a lot of time with which u hav absolutely nothing to do, 3/8th of the life bein spent with people who think all u worth is a piece of shit, waiting for a lot of things to happen none of which u are sure about, goin nowhere witt yer professional life(more because of inability)....thats what this phase of my life offers me......well nothing great but no regrets watsoeva....

these days i fear of being spoilt......i donno if boozing and smoking account to bein bad but seriously i dont care if they do......i already started worshippin alcohol(the last coupla times i was literally dragged out of the bar) but somehow it was better than most of the things i considered the best for me....it had never let me down.....this thing is quite silly at this age but i cant help it....i donno y i act as if someone cares if i smoke,snort, got drunk and screw up my life...its high time to take my life all into my hands...brilliant idea if only it wasnt freakin difficult to do that....

alass.....sometime back there was a small town guy who considered a date witt a gurl was all it needed for him to be happy.....gone are those days and that guy was certainly gone for good......ofcourse it is with utmost difficulty that i stay away from them...though i get back to them occassionally the vengeance in their ignorance completely beats the shit outta me.....i guess i need this...

and then the thing i detest the most is the constant enquiries abt my package.....i shreik with my highest possible tone that i dont earn much!!!! though i wouldn't go on and say that im least interested in money and worldly pleasures, still i maintain that im very content with what i make for myself....i truly feel that im gettin what i deserve and sometimes even more than that....and that is only if some of you donot take the sadistic pleasure of refering to a person two years my junior who has switched 3 companies, earning twice as much as i do, drives an AUDI and lives in United States of Fucking America....i mean i dont think that you would go home and sleep peacefully if i become an Ambani overnight....would you????

and finally i have applied for the CAT to get into the IIMs not that i think i can make it...only coz i have the goddamned thirteen hundred rupees and i dont hav to ask anyone fer it....ill chop yer fingers off even if yeu think abt wishing me the best of luck.....i dont want anymore ppl to depress...i have myself for letting me down.....