Well these are some excerpts out of my regular diary im keeping one in my Laptop, so i guess from now onwards its gonna be like this only shit in huge piles uploaded at regular periods of time, lets say more like constipated writing, not regular but in loads.
I stand at the window of my two-bed room apartment waiting for someone to walk into my life and share my space. And as I stand there at the window I wonder is that what I really want an encroachment on my private space,.
It’s a question that has troubled me for a long time is companionship that important to humans specially that of humans. Human beings are said to be a social animal and yet 90% of the human population is selfish with social manners of no greater magnitude than a rock, actually a rock at times is better it wont hurt u unless u stub ur toe on it or unless another human chucks it at you.
That’s it for now, ill write in soon .
Well I see iv been writing parallel diaries but that ones too serious I feel for the kind of mood that im in I wont say the kind of person I am cos that is also a part of me, lets say one of the parts . Well I think this one ill restrict to only my social activities which means that this diary would probably quite blank and bleak like my sl right now. Well for a dreary diary like mine I think im entitled to a heart attack now with the amount of social activity that’s occurred over the past one week or so. Well now I see why the great masters have always said that the mind should be completely blank when u begin to learn a new concept I can understand that completely that way every small happening is for some reason felt at a magnified magnitude a million times greater than its actual strength , well that learning can now be generalised into the concept of social life too when there’s nothing really happening in ur life even a small stone skimmed across the surface seems like an internal tsunami. Well another overused word since the not so recent happenings.
Well to begin with the basic pillars of my unsatisfactory life my friends here in hyd somehow have all at the same time chosen to nose dive towards disaster. One almost divorcing his wife, and drinking himself silly. The other having an affair and getting caught, but not understanding what he’s doing wrong, all he has to say is that he’s not having sex with the other female. Well I think the concept of marriage was never explained to him when he tied the nuptial knot. Or may be my concept like most concepts are warped, possible. Well a third friend is in deep shit with his girl friend and is going down to pieces, well I think when ur in love u don’t really see the boom coming before it hits you. It’s kinda nice seeing it from the sidelines probably like watching soccer with no favourite team. By the way I think im gonna use more analogues in my writing from now on, cos I have this strange habit of really going nerdy with analogues I think I enjoy the enlightening experience.
So as I was saying the poor fellows so stuck like a dog after having sex he doesn’t know which way to go like a stuck dog after having sex, he goes forward then he goes backwards like a stuck dog after having sex, he’s feeling the pain like a stuck dog after having sex, yet there’s this inner feeling of pleasure he has had like a stuck dog after having sex. Well I think im sick of the analogies now like a stuck dog after having sex.
Ok so kids might read this not mine of course , but well so we will keep the language a bit less profane. Fuck It man that’s bloody hell difficult ill simply use a phrase that u must have heard before fuck the fucking fuckers, well future fuckers im talking bout the kids right now.
Yaa so uv heard the exciting happenings of all these people, now back to me and my part in it all, well I told you I was always a very me person. So I keep on giving advices, alcohol and smirks not necessarily to the right people at the right moment, but I think after the alcohol it doesn’t really matter. Well that’s one bit of it now back to the most beautiful part of it all me of course. Well iv been having a tough time fucks up the routine a bit, but in addition to it I did finally have a conversation with a species of the opposite sex, well the flirt in me has really woken up after these long days of working hard, (now don’t go that way) . Well and the second meeting itself is a letdown a kind of drowning feeling where u see that the loads tied to ur feet as soon as u jump in the water. Ahha!! Another one of those beautiful analogues. Well so after two personal meetings one of which was almost forced on me and a few telephonic conversations I have come to conclusion that im beyond repair and this stinks. So now my conversations with this one are all about politely trying to end the conversations fast.
Well that’s been the most recent happening I know im not ending this little session with the regular gusto, well as u can see from both my log outs im not very good with the finishing. Adios amigos . Anyway this is not the end its just the beginning….
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