I never realized that sanity was quality rarely found …its
has been some months when due to less money I shifted to a big and neat house
and well I couldn’t afford the ka-ching , I decided to share it with a roommate
…and the problem is I thought I would be easy to live with and then I came to
know I was not .
I am a cryspyne and well in short a trouble to most of
stupid and dumb people who think there very existence of holding this world
together is rested upon there shoulders .I am sorry for all the confessions
that I make in my journey to interpret the dumbness that swirls around me.
It was 2010 that I left writing and it is before one day of
starting of 2012 that I have decided to write again and this time I am thinking
of going worldwide .I am not opera but as the member of struggling writers I have
taken this opportunity to tell the whole world ….why is it hard to be me …….and
in my blog you will rarely found any well to do ideas because they will be
hardly any.
I have lost some kilos and well have started fitting in the
photographs without being cornered in it .but the most up shaken fact is that
my first blog is on the autobiography of 31’st where most plans that are made
by people are of boozing ,sex and well getting entry in busiest disk …..And
every year people only plans are of how they will reach the pub, what they will
wear and how many drinks they will buy and how many they will get for free. The
whole day is mostly spent on being stoned and being cheap to lot of people and then
being sorry about it.
I live in city of Djins and well most of you will know that pressure
of not having plans on New Year is co –subsided by the fact of what social life
you have, and its so bloody important to have these plans that you start lying
about it, basically you fake it .last year I dressed in a cool new one piece dress,
stood by many balloons, clicked some photos near sewer lines just to show I was
out and then I went back to sleep .and when I was asked this time ,it was
pretty hard to lie because well you see every year you swear yourself that you
will be you and not starting a year with fake parties and smile ……things go bonkers.
And that doesn’t mean that I don’t have plans …but let just
say I have decided to do nothing, cause this year I want to be me and I want to
start by saying to many people “THAT I DON’T HAVE A LIFE…THAT I AM ALONE AND
THAT I LOVE BEING A SCREWED UP AND A LONER”…and though this year was awesome, I
am expecting a little bumpy ride in coming year, bruises and head aches will be
taking lot of my time.
Yesterday I met a classmate who kept asking me about my new
year plans ,and I kept saying that I haven’t got any ,he got so irritating at
one point of time when he starting hugging and pinching his girlfriend and
giggling in her ears, while making those cheap ushers to me if I wanted to join
in and I still kept my smile and said no
,he got so over board he made affirmation saying that I should make friends
,and also to escort her poocie pie to many places she went on which I got little
worried because I was just about to throw the hot coffee i was having on his
face .And by the way I never thought I will meet him near my house ,see that
why I hate new years .Everybody is out and even if you don’t want to meet
people ,they chase you like a dog ,and it doesn’t matter how hard you try to
hide yourself into ht times(NEWSPAPER) that is full of page3 parties which are
more irritating …..Your name is still shouted from far and you are expected to
shout theirs back.
You are insulted by the pat on back, and with phrases like
rolling hairs and how about you get them straight (I have curly hairs)…that is
when you will actually see color changing on my face (cream to red)…I love my
hairs and will die with them ….and only who love them are invited to love me …comments
like “still giving guys hard time?”…with that sleazy face is what makes it more
ugly for me , “how many have you been under” is the point were I have generally
retorted people back and have left the place .
31st should be confirmed as a puke day because
you see people who cant take it are mostly puking near the road or on it …and
its you who have to worry to not be the direct aim of it ….
So my plans for New Year are sitting in my room, reading
Mumbai Fables that got for my self and attacking chocolate rum cake with butter
popcorns and Pepsi while wearing my pink new woolen socks (feminine I know).
