HEll Let Loose!!!

Ive been having an intusion about what's coming my way..for the past one month. I always dreamt about. Now suddenly it has dawned upon me. It isnt a surprise. I always knew that this would happen someday or another. Seperation is the way of LIFE....
Now that is just bull crap. You,ya YOU... can just shove it up your ass. I dont believe in that. YOu dont have to be seperated unless and until you become the 5 elements that you are made up of. All right, as most of you know i have this habit of messing up the order . So to start from the beggining....
I did have a Girlfriend. Well dont b too surprised, i can get one for me as well. She was the nicest lady in the whole wide world. Now, is it my fault that she is such a nice orthodox princess?? Or iit my fault that she was born before i was??? Is it my Fault that I'm always suppressed in this emotional cacophony???? Well i think NOT. And as a result of my so called ARROGANCE... GIrls watch out... im Single again...
But i think ive lost the power to trust. I can still Love someone...but I cant trust them anymore...
As a friend of myn rightly remarked.."Love is a flower in the garden of love...Once plucked it'll never grow back!!!"

Desperado!

I looked into his eyes...they were staring at the red thing in my hand. I was fondling with it. I could easily get it over with, yet i had this strange feeling... I kept on telling myself that i should savour this moment. I should run into the opponent with all the pride and glory. Then it happened. The thing in my hand, it fell down..all of them looked at me in amusement..They must have thought"What's with this guy?? Why the hell is he sooo tense"

But they dont know that this is the moment i have been waiting for...all my life. Finally i resolved to doing what i was suppposed to do. I tried to calculate waht my opponent had in his mind. I wanted to better him in mind games. I tried holding the red thing upside down..but it didnt make any difference. I tried holding it here and there, None of it seemed to work. I had forgotten what i had practised to perfection over years. Everything blacked out. I couldnt waste any more time. I mustered up all my courage and ran into my opponent with all the speed i had. I felt overwhelmed by the wind rushing at my face, the dust rising up and my opponent getting ready to face me. FInally i reached the place beyond which  i colud not go. 

Suddenly i had this gut feeling. He knew. He knew what i had planned. SOmeone must have told him. But who??? I told no one. Even i didnt know what i was gonna do..till the last second. Yet i was sure that he knew. I could see it from his face . I made a split second decision and held the thing under my palm and slowly released it from my grasp. Because i came running ...i had to bend my back and i saw the ground.it seemed to come closer and closer and closer. It actually approached me at a 'more than usual' rate. HEy!! this isnt normal...i fell face first into the dust.

Broke my teeth.BLood came gushing out of my mouth.I could hear laughter all around. Even my  mates were in a laughing fit. And i raised my head in utter embaresment only to find that the thing was rollin towards my opponent at .000000001 km\hr. SO much fo my reputation. Poor old me. All these years of practise wasted on the first delivery of my debut International Cricket match and the end result was a disaster...sob

Cupid's Arrow

I am not sure if der is a baby with wings anywhere up there and if he has those tiny bow and arrows....But im sure about one thing....if he's there the guy knows to shoot....he has struck me  once...alla...twice.....alla....three times. My  heart is bleeding ..pain is shooting up my feet.. my eyelids are feelin heavy...i cant even take a bathe. ALl i can tink of is  her ...the goddess...tat she is...

Recently i saw  a film called Vaaranam  AAyiram. Ive started acting out the songs here...and the heroine is my pillow. I My mom tinks im crazy and my dad is searching his contact directory for a psychatrist's number.  Well my sis kinda understansds me...but still she tinks im over reacting. 

 

 The main problem is tat i wasnt even sure if i was in love till last Friday...wen somethin amazing happened. I used to have tis Thumping heart beat wen i tot of her...heard the sound of raindrps on my face...and her sweet smile. is tis love?

She is an angel...or is she? No, its not tat i doubt her....its just tat i belive a godess is far better tan an angel.she is simply gorgeous...she is..atleat thru my retinae.....well i dig each moment i spenyt wid her...and now i realize tat im in LOVE!!!

ALMA MATER!!!

Well its been 1 yr....almost...since ive left my school..Loyola School(people who know me know my skool...others they bttr do...assumin ive other readers)...i ve always missed it...but now im missin it all the more rite now..dont know y...i went to skool last week 4 the skool day as X loyolites...
old memories have started to haunt me...the day i danced as a girl wen i ws 8...and as a pirate wen i ws 9...and thn as a lady wen i ws 14...all that...evn though i dint know the abcd of dancin...
thn i recited a gr8 poem on stage...and made it sound crappy...u must have assumed tat by now...
and i acted as a model for the skool day drama...and tat ws shitty 2...and thn sang on stage....and made it luk like a rock band....and ya..now tears stramin down my cheeks.....and well...i cant continue....

Climate!! ahhhh

1. Hot...hot...hot...the temperatures is going to soar up ... heatwave!!!
2. Were going to be like fishes soon guys because the sea levels are rising pretty sharpish!!!
3. Well OK ill be straight with you you'llprobably survive a little heatwave if your lucky but god help us when the cholera and the malaria and about a million and one other diseases hits us ... ahh!
4. the poor cows... what happens when it floods and then chickens they cant jump on the roofs when water comes... and a lot of animals cant migrate to the mountains making them extinct!!!

don't worry we should hopefully get our self's together by then! Good luck

Sign of d puke!

Ya tats rt....a guy puked all over me...odanda..tat was yrs ago...wen i was 8 yrs old. Lemme tell the story frm the beginning. I always had dis habit of messin up d order to confuse the readers, this tym ive made up my mind 2 change tat habit.
In our school v were allowed colour clothes only on special occasions..lyk youth fest or ,last days of xams and so on. It was a fyn morning and i tink it was the last day of onam xam in 3 rd std. I was lukin all sexy in a mickey mouse t shirt and grey jeans and a nice overcoat...oh man!! did i luk gud or wat! U shud have seen me.. I luked lyk amir+sharukh+john. Anyway i was in bus no 2...and my gang had 3 oder members as well. A lean guy called Jobin, Fat guy named Arjun and our hero Mr X{ I am not mentionin his name for privacy reasons}. X luked lyk a 60 s movie star...wid curly oily hair and a weird voice. The worst part was he was a relative of myn...a traitor in my royal bloodline!
Anyways i had the window seat and jobin sat nxt 2 me. X stood opposte him while Arjun stood opposite 2 me. X was blabberin abt the kinda breakfast he had(v never studied in d bus...it was such a waste of tym).X told us he ate rice in the morn wid notin oder tan curd....and oh i forgot yesterdays fish curry.MAn!! isnt tis guy weird or wat! ANyway the trip was a bumpy one....After abt half an hour of travel v reached a particulary bad patch of road. X opened his mouth 2 say somethin...and thn all i rember is my mickey covered in whitish puke....he did eat curd wid his ryc. and frm the smelll i tink it was a week old fish curry. i luckily only a part of my leg and chest got hit...well Jobin was not tat lucky...even his eyes were covered in puke,....not 2 mention his mouth...actually jobin was a little pale complexioned...but now he looked all white...tanx 2 the curd. i noticed a grain of rice on Jobin head... didnt tis guy chew his fud??? YUK...how am i gonna show of....will they chuk me outta the bus..and all the guy cud say ws ....HEAVY BREAKFAST!! and flashed us d best grin evea!!!!

Lunche de ordeal!

well the title doesnt mean anythin....oru stylinu ittada! anyway wat im about to tell u is about somethin tat i'm very proud of.....my cllge. its just tat sometimes they tend 2 get a bit unpredictable.For eg. do u know wat they served us last day 4 lunch...here goes the menu
PETIT PAIN: dont scream.....its nothin but bread rolls.
CHOUX CHOWDER: if u r guessin its some kinda powder...then u shusdnt probably read the rest of thepost. u SUCK!!!! its some kinda thick creamy cabbage soup...pretty gud actually...
POISSON de COLBERT:ha a non veg item...FISH.....the fish part sucked..if it was chicken it wud have been better...but mayb tat's bcause i hate fish...it looked somethin lyk a fish pazhampori
JARDINIERE de LEGUMES:ahaaha..this one u wud have guessed correctly...it sjust butttered legumes(u know wat's tat rt???) served with tartare sauce
POMMES MUSSOILINE: now if u r human...dnt even touch tat thin...its some kinda mashed potato....but it looked like dog shit..yuck...and tasted like...puke..hmmmm.....bitchy..isnt it???
POUDING de PAIN: this is basically a bread and butter pudding....well 2 know how it tastes u need to read the nxt post ;)