I have been wanting to write this post for quite some time now, but somehow I wasn’t getting time to do, but there is nothing new in it. On the other day, I opened wordpress and was just about to begin only to be interrupted by someone…and in the long run, that interruption turned out into nothing at all J. Anyway, I have pretty many things to mention… and I would start one by one now. (Ehh..sounds so platitudinous, but cant help .. not in a mood to concentrate on my literary finesse ! )
Yesterday was our House Day-for those who don’t know what is it, I am in no mood of elaborating about it further right now…So just stop questioning and listen to me- and I felt so very lonely…Initially I thought I should have called one of my female friend, but later I realized that wouldn’t have helped either. I was lonely not by choice but by force… This solitude was forced upon me. I was feeling just like any other guest in my own hostel. I wasn’t involved in organizing of it, something which I really enjoy doing I love taking responsibilities coz I think they make my daily life much more disciplined, and the feeling of completion is something ambrosial. Last year, I did a considerable amount of work in the house; I can take the liberties of saying that I too was one of the organizers of it. But this year, things were radically different … may be coz I had my Open House also during the day time, but that isn’t a genuine reason of my aloofness.
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The Open House was quite satisfactory, I knew I was the best speaker among all my team member-but I am sure they won’t agree with me, whatever… The hell I care- and did things as I planned. But I had expected the school girls to be little more flirtatious, which they weren’t, except one 😉 , but then, that girl wasn’t worth doing flirt L Good from far but far from Good ! Our product was highly acclaimed and we got some real good offers for its marketability. One of the guys was highly interested in it and he did tell us to get it patented professionally, he even exchanged cell no. and mail-id with me. That guy was particularly impressed by me … coz I quipped in genuinely in between when one of my other team member was trying to explain it to him … and thereafter I gained momentum, consequentially … he only shook hands with me and later on took 3-4 rounds, each time conversing only with me and in the end said good bye with trademark “C U”, it really felt great!
I also met one of my female friends incidentally, to whom apparently I haven’t called there. She came there to see a car made by one of his other IITian friend. Now I know it shouldn’t bother me at all, she is free to do whatever she wants to, and I have no rights to stop her… despite knowing all this, I felt bad. I felt more of jealous of that guy, and I felt possessive about her. Usually am not like that, but this time I did. The worst part was that once I called her and she refused saying she has to submit some assignment the day after, but nowadays she is having her final exams … and still she can afford to spend almost 3 hours with him,disgusting !
Solitude wasn’t forced man, it was natural and essentially choosen by u. It was just a deja vu of what u preferred whole year, keeping urself aloof from hostel events.
I man(or whomsoever concerned) who wants to work doesn’t need invitation and at the end he blames that he was not invited.
Such a fuckwit u r.
@themightys
saying all this is pretty easy once u r in the winning combo.. moreover, i had the open house too, isliye wasn’t available during day time !
I don’t give a heck to these fuckin combos. I am just a fuckin neutral guy.
btw, fuck off the matter and nywys I don’t want to discuss this fuckin crap with such a fuckwit like u.
Fuckinly urs,
DON
And most importantly u don’t know me then how can u assert that I m in the fuckin winning combo
@themightys
well…it doesnt matter who u r, but ur way of saying things says it all !
fuck all.
Bahut chaat liya ab tune bhi aur maine bhi, par s*** mere dost tu pehchaan nahin paaya abhi tak.
Finally, I bid a fuckin gd by 2 u. May all ur griefs be fucked off and gud fortune come fuckinly fast so that even u r fucked up handing it.
A fuckin bye,,
fuckinly urs,
FUCKER of FUCKWITS (lk u)