Life is a bitch, life sucks, life is just getting fucked, life is this and life is that. Almost all people have said this at some point in their life and for most, it is all their life is. These are the people who will complain that life is this and then think of living in a better way but when they reach the age to die, they will look back into their past and they will see that they did nothing. They lived just like the way others did- stupidly.
Society plays a huge role in life, actually to screw life. Society teaches you how to behave. It teaches you how to say good things in front of people and how to say crap about the same people when they are not around. It teaches you to be brother sister outside and inside- what a dog/bitch!
I wonder if most people think alike, if most people think life sucks and they want to change it, if most people say society sucks and they want to change it, then why the hell aren't we seeing any changes.
I hope I made sense.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
One night @ National Highway
If you're thinking that I have copied the title language from somewhere then you're absolutely right. Someone special says that Chetan writes like me so I thought why now I write something similar to him! First of all let me tell you there is no booze and sex in this story, we don't have that luck!
Coming to the point, me and my friends were going to a restaurant, Anu-Pam and Abhi-Shake were giving birthday treats together to save money, damn donkey holes! We took an auto, shared one, to go and have some treat. We entered the national Highway and started talking all crap, all guy talks.
Everyone was speaking in fluent Hindi and for the 1st time even I was looking confident in Hindi. Then, the unknown guy opened his mouth, he said "You're going to that place and talking in Hindi? You will be beaten up, learn Marathi first when you're living in Maharashtra." The guy was sitting beside me, felt like giving a punch to his grey cells but refrained from doing so.
Anupran then says that this is India, what is MH and what is Bihar and what is UP? This is Hindustan! All of us wondered has he gone mad? He is trying to put sense in some fanatic who is a loser in real life, some auto driver or something! He continued, "This seems like England and France." Arpit then had to scold him to stop. Couple of us exchanged few words in English and then silence except the sound of vehicles!
During the dinner, everyone discussed the same thing, I kept myself occupied by day dreaming and sometimes cracking sarcastic jokes. The dinner was fine only for the people eating veg, that was me and Arpit, for the rest it was a disaster! We decided to walk home, it was some 4-5km walk, took 1 and half hours to reach as everyone was walking slowly.
This was my story of one night @ national highway, which definitely is better than Chetan Bhagat's night. Thanks for making this blog a best reader. Hope you will continue to read my blogs.
Ahhh... a blog was due for long time so just for the sake of it, I wrote this.
Coming to the point, me and my friends were going to a restaurant, Anu-Pam and Abhi-Shake were giving birthday treats together to save money, damn donkey holes! We took an auto, shared one, to go and have some treat. We entered the national Highway and started talking all crap, all guy talks.
Everyone was speaking in fluent Hindi and for the 1st time even I was looking confident in Hindi. Then, the unknown guy opened his mouth, he said "You're going to that place and talking in Hindi? You will be beaten up, learn Marathi first when you're living in Maharashtra." The guy was sitting beside me, felt like giving a punch to his grey cells but refrained from doing so.
Anupran then says that this is India, what is MH and what is Bihar and what is UP? This is Hindustan! All of us wondered has he gone mad? He is trying to put sense in some fanatic who is a loser in real life, some auto driver or something! He continued, "This seems like England and France." Arpit then had to scold him to stop. Couple of us exchanged few words in English and then silence except the sound of vehicles!
During the dinner, everyone discussed the same thing, I kept myself occupied by day dreaming and sometimes cracking sarcastic jokes. The dinner was fine only for the people eating veg, that was me and Arpit, for the rest it was a disaster! We decided to walk home, it was some 4-5km walk, took 1 and half hours to reach as everyone was walking slowly.
This was my story of one night @ national highway, which definitely is better than Chetan Bhagat's night. Thanks for making this blog a best reader. Hope you will continue to read my blogs.
Ahhh... a blog was due for long time so just for the sake of it, I wrote this.
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