Obviously the randomness of my topic and the abusrdity attached to it will leave handful of you ( who have the patience to glance through this...) hurl abuses at me , for all you know google me and find ways to torture me but for some who are equally eccentric with their hormones and the imbalances with it will be left in a state of enigma. Enigma as in what is this dickhead tryin to get at???
"teri maa ki c#$% b@#$%#"!!! gasped a lanky looking school boy as mud was splashed right across his ink stained white school uniform. He stood their for while, studied his immediate ambience and there uncanny reluctance towards him and walked ahead sucking onto the 1 re candy he had been with for pretty long time, it had obviously lost all his tang and quite honestly even the candy was well over but just the fun of chewing onto something cold with that sweet smell of wood made him hold onto it for some more time.
From a distance he would look like a pretty decent looking chap with a fair complexion and if anything his black rounded harry potter like specs made him look studious. But he was anything BUT studious and by comparing him with the heart throb wziard was a kind of compliment he was aloof to. The reason being he had this inferiority complex of highest order....reasons- plethora of them
has never done anything substantial in life till now..... academic wise i say
looks mediocre at best, to be really honest, u would want to skip a glance at him
GOOD FOR NOTHING- just keeps on ringing in his ears all day long
et al.
So when this boy who basically leaves a shattered battered and bruised self dignified life went about chasing the car who made him look more fashionable then he was, he realized what a waste of time it eventually turn out to be, because obviously he wudnt match the car for speed or the person inside for any kind of heated arguement. So with the usual shrug of his hanger like shoulder he left, and left the more meanigful life to stay on unflummoxed...
"So are you like this always, hey this guy is one of your best buddies right, why doesnt he say anything...strange anyways bye" and the girl with the best smile in the entire vicnity left thinking he cant speak, worse he doesnt have the balls to speak to girls.....
the guy looks on to the receeding figure of the girl geting lost in the heavy mumbai rains into the lanes next to the school compound. His friends hammer him with all the possible adjectives that he deserves or maybe doesnt but who cares...
7 years later
the world has undergone a sea change
the same guy has CHANGED, he doesn habour any kind of complexes, if anything he loitres around the infamous bhakti complex to check out the fairer sex and the excess of it. Perplexing as it may sound he speeds off in his own four wheeler to experience the exhileration of the drug called speed.
and yes he is not so naive with girls....
dont jump your guns ....
he only talks and talks in decent enough english and that too without STAMMERING or REPEATING the SAME WORD 4 times.....
what would you call it development in one's personality or the tryst to becomes a part of the IN CULTUTRE
PSEUDO CULTURE......
P.S. he is just so NOT LIKING IT
and if you are wondering who is the guy????
ya your guess is as good as mine......
thanx for wasting 10 minutes of ORKUT and FACEBOOK time on this personalized enigma..
