*Grumble grumble grumble*
5.00am
put the alarm off. grumble some more.
"vasuuu, COFFEE"
opening my laptop, sipping coffee. no response from all those people whose walls iv written on. sulk sulk.
take a shower and leave. still dark. watchman asleep. curse away in my head.
empty ricks passing without stopping. curse some more.
take the train and get off at matunga. walk to college and up to the terrace for practice. no one is there.. as usual. curse and grumble simultaneously.
people start arriving at 7.30. giving the cold shoulder.
practice starts at 8am. grumble and cursing has now gone vocal. nothing like spreading a bad mood.
people fooling around during practice. me yelling. people yelling back in retaliation.
more yelling.
aa aante practice starts.
Piu keeps fooling around in front of me
"will you fucking stop it?? are you retarded or something??"
piu sulks. im happy.
"AND WHERE THE FUCK IS NIKKI?"
"its her mum's death anniversary"
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"oh"
About Me
- wishful thinking
- India
- trying to think of something intelligent and witty at this point, hoping to make a lasting impression on you, but all iv managed to come up with till now is 'ummm..' guess that speaks volumes 'about me'. so il just stop here then!
3 comments:
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Man, I could never admire u enuff 4 ur punctuality. But I guess its ok, at the end of it, all that matters is the festival, friendships and togetherness :)
I would've said it 1000 times already,
but I miss protoo :((((((((
happy '09 :)
-shatabdi
I think you mean awry?
But i guess your mood was gone too awry for you to notice such niceties of language.
Remember, in the beginning was the word. So the bible says. And in the end what will it be? A word misspelt, a word with alphabets gone all awry like your mood, heh heh.
This is the way the world will end, not with a bang, not with a whimper as the poet claimed.
i get into that frustrated zone the moment i step out of the house and start talking to the auto guys...
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