ASSHOLES:i love the company that i'm in right now. my friends of the last 3 years. wen i joined engineering i had made up my mind not to have close bonds with anyone. i had suferred from my closest of friends back stabbin me so i was reluctant to make any friends. i also knew that it was hard to find anyone of my frequency or who os as miserable as me. but i was totally wrong. i met a group a bunch of guys who were absolutely unique n crazy. guess what they became my friends.this group is so special that it feels more like we are comrades in a battle or somethin, that is the kind of bond we have. everyone in the group has one talent or the other. out of the six, three of us are artists, two are musicians . two of us can write articles, three of us can write songs and 5 us can play very good football. some pocess more than one talent. this is unbelivable by any standards. everyone of us has real problems or have faced real problems in our lives. everone of us is hurt or has a wound which they are tryin to conceal but failin miserably. if we have a problem with any other member of the group we say that to their face until they accept that they have a problem yet we are together. we all have a bad habit of smokin maybe thats because nobody in the group is keen on livin. every time some one we know is killed in an accident we look up and curse "stop foolin around you could have taken me instead". i know this is not gonna last for ever i can see it crackin up little by little. crank says he is gonna quit engineerin. he is one guy who understands everythin including my jokes. i know this is the beginning of the end. good things come in small doses and misery loves company.........

inspired by kurt and alotta booze:
it was a forzen morning of shattered dreams.
weird thoughts crept into my unsuspected brain.
but lay beside me is the most beautiful thing on god's forsaken green she has a body of a siren, slender and thin.
i hold her in my hand and think is it a sin.
it was too good to be true,such a shalow thing could gratify you.
then i said to her i lost everthing i loved would i lose you too.
she said kiss me once and you'll know.
her lips are a death trap but i didn't have any choice,coz her poise had me on my knees begging for that one last kiss i pressed my lips to hers, expecting heaven on earth.
before i knew i was a believer.
but like every other bitch she turned out to be a cheater.
i thought finally i'll be happy.
but she started to squeeze my life outta my body.
that's when i realized.
nicotine for breakfast lunch and dinner is the life of a sinner. i'm condemmed as her slave but she'll help me to my grave.

Birthdays: I love my birthday coz I’m one step closer to my final destination. It marks the end of one agonizing year on this damn planet. But I don’t understand why chirpy people who listen to backstreet boys celebrate birthdays. This actually shows their degree of patheticness [crappy grammar I admit]. Right now I’m at a point where I despise happy people or maybe I’m just jealous.
Birthdays are one thing but searching for a birthday gift is an entirely different and when it involves someone that you care for it gets on your nerves a little bit.
It was my friend’s birthday a couple of months ago. First let me tell you what he is like. He is an extremely nice guy, little arrogant, well built and thinks he is the long lost brother of superman and he is very creative and gifted. This is a hard combo. So searching for a gift to give him is like searching for Jesus in hell. Even though you find him the search will be tiring. So I went out searching for a gift. I had my searching lights on and I searched every gift shop but nothing. He is a perfectionist so its that hard to give him a gift.
Then while walking around I saw a chemists store thought I’ll give him a pack of condoms but he doesn’t have a girl friend, so that idea was screwed. Then I saw this awesome lingerie store [no neither of us are gay]. I thought I’ll give him a bra and give him a note saying “fill it up with a women that is my gift to you”, but no I don’t have the balls to do it. Even if I did and if his mother found out about this she would crush them.
Then at last I found this marijuana smoking hippy skeleton with reggae colored Mohican. I fell in love with that little guy and that’s what I gave him. Probably he’ll be cursing me every time he looks at it. But he had a smile on his face when he opened that box and all those curses are worth it.
The very recent birthday that I attended was of one of my friends. Now it’s a female. I know its pretty odd for me to have a female friend but I consider her to be one of my dearest friends even if she doesn’t do the same.
Shopping for a gal is an entirely different story. I learnt that given a gal a gift isn’t the easiest thing in the world. I thought for months about the perfect gift to give her. But the only thing that was in my favor was that she is a female version of me in every way possible we both think so much alike that it freaks me out a little bit. So I know that whatever I like she would like too. Some times I think if everything was so easy. Well at last I gave her a tacky watch. I think its time for me to go.

exams: tat word is creepy isn't it? i wrote my exams in da last 2 weeks and totally fucked it up. i'll be happy if i get 60% marks. anyways when tis aweful experience was goin on. i had wierd thoughts goin on in my head as usual. i was havin trouble regurgitatin wat i read. so i was just lookin around and i saw this electric socket i front of me . i truly wanted to stick my pen in it and turn on the switch, but i didn't have da balls to do it. then i thought maybe i should take my answer sheet and run outta da room, but i just read in da admission ticket tat doin so would be cosidered an offence and i'll be debarred for 3 years and even jailed. i do not wanna go to jail and lose my virginity to a guy named gabbar singh. by this time a squad just entered, he just went for da good lookin guy in da class and started friskin him. from da glee in his eyes i knew tat bastard was gay. fuck those fag bastards.
after da exam i didn't know whether i had written da right answer for a particular question, so i went to these bookworms. i don't call these guys nerds coz they r worse than nerds. nerds atleast have fun in their own wierd way. but they do have fun. i consider myself half nerd. i enjoy science shows and collect stuff like soap boxes. i think book worms are da worst creatures on planet earth even worse than maggets.
so i went to them and after asked them if they knew the answer. i was honestly scared they had glowing eyes and horns growin as i spoke 2 them. they looked like a cartoon version of the satan himself. they started grabbin at the question paper as if they were anjelina jolie's boobs. i felt like i was surrounded by blood thirsty mutated sharks. i've never seen them so energetic and pumped. if only these guys could use this energy on da field i would have some good players for my football team. they were so pumped tat it looked like they swallowed da whole case of viagra for breakfast includin da box it comes in.i was so afraid tat i just ran home from there. i just can't get them outta my head. i can't sleep. somebody help! HELP!!! i need an exorcist, book worms r eatin my brains off

WHAT:
i have always spoken abt things tat u need want and covet in life. bottom line is tat i speak abt greed. now let me reflect the other side of it. what will happen if u get everything u ever wanted, money main priority ofcourse. power infinite amount of it. women da hottest kind u will ever find who will do anything u ask them to, i mean anything. what next? what will u do next? i have absolutely no clue. i guess life will become kinda boring. tats why i think if i get everything i ever wanted (hypothetically, i know it aien't gonna happen) i'll kill myself. coz as they say the only place u can go frm da top of da hill is to the bottom. so i think its a good idea to kill ur self when ur at the top. now tat i think abt it, i think tats wat kurt kobain did. if u don't know who kurt kobain is, i'll tell u who he is. kurt kobain wwas the lead singer of the famous band NIRVANA. one day they found his body in a hotel room with a bullet in his head. they found his corpse after 3 days. he also left behind a suicide note tat was 3 pages long. the last line of which read-"its better to burn out than fade out". i think its cool. how abt u?
i think it becomes kinda monotonous when everything is just right. everyone knows the next move ur gonna do next. everything is mapped out from our birth to death. its do fuckin sick. this i realised long time ago and totally freaked out. some people call it midlife crisis. it hits people around da age of 45. tats when they start cheatin on their wives with other women. i had this fuckin midlife crisis when i was 17 does this mean i'll die when i'm 34. tats an aweful lot of time to wait. i wanna die when i'm around 24 tat'll be coooooool.....

boobs:my friend visited me a couple of days ago & as u all know all guys r techno savy, we like 2 play with our expensive toys & know it inside out.[u fuckin perverts i'm not talkin about dicks].well wat i'm talkin about is i got a comp recently & he had some interestin stuff in his floppy. he told me tat i was gonna like it. but i was not sure. but boy did i like wat he had. he had pictures of real gals frm his hostel posing naked. i mean it was so cool. i couldn't belive it but it was true. i loved it. but i started thinkin why would gals do somethin like tis. my friend said they would have been drunk. but wat da fuck. if guys r drunk we don't take off ourclothes n pose naked. well if we were really drunk, we try 2 test our strength and try 2 stop a speedin train. but we would never pose naked. tats why i thk gals r damn wierd. they would pose naked but they will not allow guys to touch their boobs. but guys have no problem in lettin gals touch us anywhere they wanna. if gals wanna touch my dick. i would stand somewhere like jesus chirst & let all the gals have a go at it. hey i just had a brain storm & know how all the sports started.
i thk it happened somethin like tis. ok. guys got married thought they could touch their wives boobs whenever they wanted. but u know gals they would lie naked but wouldn't allow guys to touch their boobs. so guys got furious they thought if we couldn't touch ur boobs then we will touch somethin tat feels like ur boobs. so they started out with pigs bladders filled it with air & started touchin it. now they had a problem every guy in the damn town wanted 2 touch it. so they invented some rules, & belive it or not it worked. tis is how rugby started.
but now guys wanted 2 take it 2 the next level. they wanted 2 touch it with their feet. but agin gals wouldn't allow it. so guys got a ball[a big one coz some guys like big ones] and started kickin it around. but there was always tis one guy who liked 2 respect his women, he just wanted 2 touch it with his hands. so they made him the goalkey and football was invented.
but there wre still a group of guys, who weren't satisfied. they didn't like big boobs[guys like me i guess]. they wanted boobs which were firm & of appropriate size. so they married beautiful women with firm boobs. but again the gals wouldn't allow the guys 2 touch em. guys got furious. they got so furious tat they wanted 2 touch em with their dicks. so they got a firm ball and started hittin it with their dicks. guess wat happened? couple of them died. some of them even became impotent[which is worse than death]. so men being intelligent got an idea. they got substitute dicks, i mean sticks. see how they rhyme & started beatin the shit outta the ball. this is how cricket originated.
if u wanna know how some of the other sports originated u can contact me at st_agnostic@sify.com

CRAPPY NEWYEAR: newyears why da fuck do people celebrate it. i don't understand. its just another day. its not like da next day everthn is gonna change, as a matter of fact it might just get worse. life will remain pathetic. da funny part is tat- people drink, fuck, shag, dope on newyears eve. they don't actually realise tat by doin tis they r actually spoilin everythin. on newyears people greet each other by sayin, "happy new year". i say if u r so concerned about me bein happy just throw me some of ur money or just kill ur self buddy i'll be happy. the other thing i hate about newyears is da motherfuckin resolutions. till date i haven't met a single son of a bitch who has kept his resolutions. we don't even have da decisive power to decide da clothes tat we r gonna wear everyday n these fuckin guys r talkin about controllin their shitty desire 4 a whole year. u gotta be kiddin me.
by this time u would have guessed tat i hate newyears. well i really do. somethin bad always happens on newyears. one of da reasons i cannot celebrate newyears is i'm broke all da time & da price of everthin is high on newyears. tis year i had my fuckin internals & i'm not well[well i'm a life long patient]. every year i mean everyyear somethin happens. when i was a kid my parents used 2 probably fight on newyears or i would be sick as usual or somethin else happens. one more thing i don't like r parties, to be honest i don't like people so parties r way off. i like being alone. like now. anyways,"have a fuckin newyear".

size does it matter?- i'm 5"7 n i used 2 think i'm really short. i used 2 envy those fuckin tall mutant freaks. but now i'm over it i'll tell u guys why. i thk they have their own unique problems. i say this coz couple of days ago i saw this tall dude in da bus n he couldn't stand erect in da bus. i felt his pain when i travelled in a van the othr day and had 2 stand 4 some time in tat confined space. "girls" tats another problem tat those guys have coz 4 a really tall dude there r only a couple of hot tall tumblers, i'm sure he wouldn't get satisfaction fuckin a girl who bearly reaches his chest. i'm sure he would prefer wackin off himself thinkin of a tall gal. i saw this porn a couple of days ago where a big black guy was doin tis hot white bombshell. poor guy couldn't even get half of his dick inside her cunt. now tat totally blows and the gal was so god damn hot. the other problem with tall guys is tat to look good they have 2 put on substantial amount of weight other wise they could easily be recruited in da next speilberg alien movie in da title role.tats all i have in my brain right now, i'ma just fill tis blog with some letters gyg hefggg gfygyg grgyg byi uiryuvhubuhks uyivnwtyiutn yiitcvinutyi iuuyttvyituvy yiy yini u iyyv iuitiutyi iuy uyui i yrieoyih iuytnibtiveyii yyiu i yytir hiutnicn tnvnywoi yy iitt ti

I DON'T KNOW: sometimes when i hear people talkin abt love i feel like puckin. i don't know why? 4 instance my friend was speakin abt a couple who loved 4 8 yrs & got married. i don't thnk its even possible 2 love someone 4 8 yrs. 4 someone like me its like a miracle. i've never been loved in my life. i don't know wat it feels like 2 be important or be loved. maybe tats why i hate tat word so much & belive tat it doesn't exist. it gives me peace of mind. i can at night{well actually i sleep when da sun is up}.
i haerd of tis guy who died in my college while on a trip & da funny part { i know 2 see someone's death as fun i must be really sick. weii i am} was tat no one realised tat he was dead or missing 4 a couple of hrs. well tis could easily happen 2 me. if i'm gone no one will realise it 4 atleast a couple of days. then someguy would say,"where is da freak who used 2 act like a smart guy?". probably by then they would have forgotten my name. some say everybody's life has a purpose, well i've never found out mine. if u don't have a purpose should u be alive. wat da hell am i doin here? this fuckin question has been killin me all my life. if u have an answer 2 tis i would love 2 know it.
one more thing if there is someone out there can teach me wat da hell love is all abt. i'd become their slave. tats a promise people.
nowadays i've become more friendly & tis is scarin me . i'm very afraid. i don't wanna get addicted 2 people. wen i'm alone there is tis peace tats soothin. i don't feel any pain. and when i do there is no one 2 judge me 4 havin tears in my eyes. i like loneliness. i can be me only with a couple of people, one of thm is always late & da other i don't know whether i should trust. but apart frm tat its just me. the shell is more beautiful than da outside world i should stay in it.......

THOUGHT:
thought-n; idea, opinion, intention, formed by thinkin. well i got none but i can't disappoint u guys. we humans beings use less than 5% of our brain cells, i know that is pathetic. imagine the consequences if we use all our brain cells, would we be happy then, would we put an end 2 all da wars or would we be more pathetic than ever. i'm sayin tis coz i thk people who are less intelligent r more happy. i've seen tat intelligence is inversely proportional 2 happiness. dumb people even mentally ill peoploe r more content but intelligent guys wanna justify everythin. so is intelligence a boon or a curse? one thing i forgot 2 tell u guys is wat intelligent means 4 me. i thk intelligence is da capacity 2 understand ones own thoughts. do we really understand thm. some say that theres life on other planet, some say there is god. well how da fuck do they manage 2 thk of all this shit, i don't understand. i'm skeptic i don't believe in all the crap i can't see, touch, taste, smell or hear. i've always been a skeptic. i always argue with my friends abt SETI & othr shit like tat. does tis mean i'm dumb? does tis mean i have no intelligence? if tis is true & i'm dumb then i should be really happy. right? but i'm not.....

DA GOD DAMN WAIT : Imagine tis u wait 4 somethin tats rightfully urs. But it gets delayed day after day. Well when tis shit happens 2 me I get pissed off. I mean really pissed off. I mean totally pissed off. I hate waitin. Like when someone promises 2 be at time, I expect thm 2 be at time coz I wouldn’t make thm wait if I were tat person. But my good friends r always late. I can take tis some extent if I’m waitin in a public area coz while waitin I like looking at people around me, their actions it’s a lot of fun. But da thing tat I hate is waitin 4 somethin tats materialistic in nature, I just can’t take tat shit. Well people say tat the fruit of patience is sweeter. 2 a certain extent I agree in tis. If ur really hungry the fruit tastes awesome. But at da same time if da fruit is messed up u get so pissed off tat u will chop down the damn tree even if ur hungry like hell. Tis has given me an awesome idea tat is when people fight they shouldn’t fight with a full stomach. This way primal instinct of killin 4 food will kick in and u will beat da shit outta tat guy. I guess tis is wat mike Tyson used 2 do. But in one fight his appetite got outta hand and he bit evander holyfields ear off. Right now I’m feelin like bitin off someones ear myself. I’m tryin 2 reach my own ear with my mouth and honestly I’m feelin a little dizzy. I’ll tell u guys if I succeed…..

Ps:crap I fell down da damn chair.

SUPERIOR:
who is more superior man or women. tis has been buggin us 4 ages. i thk women r more human than men. we men r more beastly, we thk thru our dicks while women thk thru their hearts (tat is da problem no one gives a damn abt da brain). we men can sleep with a 1000 women & don't even remember their names. whereas it is proven tat women get attached 2 da men they sleep with(i guess tats why female whores r more costlier than male gigolos). it is proven tat intelligent people live longer than dumb bastards (i'm not talkin abt da bonehead who stood in da middle of da road just 2 see how hard da bus can hurt u). it is also proven tat women live longer than men. hence women r more intelligent. women don't do dumb things like punch walls 2 just condition thr hands(maybe tats why they live longer). women thk before they make a decision. they don't fall 4 a guy who is just goodlookin, they will check out da financial security 2. well we men will marry a terminally ill women who will die da next day if she slightly resembles angelina jolie(i get a woody every time i say tat name).but after all tis if u give me a choice 2 be a man or a women i would chose a women any day. da reasons r- i can pee standin(cool). i acn jerk off any time & get full satisfaction, a girl on da otherhand needs a guy(tats why they use dildos). BIKES!!!! i can take my shirt off in public without people droolin at me. i die early. i dodn't have 2 give birth(dude when i watched tat video i totally freaked out. i thought i was watchin aliens). PAINFUL SHIT. its good 2 be a guy

WHAT?:
everythin happens 4 a reason. tat my friend is bullshit., so is -all 4 good. tat's my dad's favourite sayin. 4 me it doesn't make anysense. tat which makes sense 2 me is everythin happened 4 a reason. of all da things bad da main reason 4 it 2 happen is stupidity. there will always be one guy who will make a fool of himself even in a stupidity convention.
lets talk abt somethin else. how abt ants. ants coz i think they r extremely lucky . they know wat they r gonna do as soon as they r born. they r gonna be a soldier, worker or a damn queen who gats fucked a million times. we humans don't have tat luxury. we crack our heads tryin 2 figure out wat they r meant 2 do. in human race only artists & musicians know wat they were meant 2 do (guys! people like justin timberlake don't belong 2 tis group) & they r ofcourse da luckiest people alive. now 4 da luckiest animal i think its rats. i say tis coz rats can have as many sexual partners as they want, & a couple of rats can make 3000 babies in a yr. god damn i envy these guys. they live in sewers, so there is no shortage of thm, no problem 4 accomodation. they'll eat practically anythin coz they r rats. the cople of problems tat they face r godzilla & aliens. i mean cats 4 thm look like furry godzilla & humans look like aliens 4 thm coz of all da gadgets. i'm losin my mind i'll c u fellow aliens later.

WATEVER:
guys have u covetted sometin really bad. so bad tat u would do anythin 2 get it done. if u ask me tis, well i would have 2 say i haven't coz i feel there is nothin out there viz worth tat. on da other hand some people will do anythin 2 get wat they desire even kill someone 2 get it done. i frankly don't understand these insatiable assholes. like some say i wish i waz born in da us(i say tis 2. u guys know i'm an asshole. however i say tis only when i'm speakin abt sex. uknow wat i mean). i personally think there is no fun in livin in us everythin is served 2 u on a silver platter. i wish i waz born in iraq. right now i would be 19 & kickin some american ass in da war. i like hard situations & struggle. it hurts viz is da true human emotion. HURT. let me tell u some tats totally personell. i haven't spoken abt tis 2 anyone not even 2 my shrink. yes i'm looney. well we always think abt havin it all. eveyone's vulnerable in tis aspect. da guy who is poor wanna be rich. da guy who is rich wanna look like stallone(stallone coz i like him). da guy who we think has got it all would secretly wanna be a gal. da big question is how 2 get rid of tis.tis fuckin desire. some people say think of all da unfortunate people who don't have anythin. tat fuckin sucks coz ur seein thm as if they r dead. as if they don't exist as if u r better trust me u r not. those guys r more content. da best way 2 deal with it is don't try 2 live ur life(yes u read it right) don't try 2 live ur life. just survive tats all. just wait 4 da grim reaper. just survive till then....

GOSTBUSTER:
i'm sick of all da horror movies on tv these days. i don't believe in ghosts. but if they existed wat kind do u think would frighten da shit outta u? i think da one which wears da white sari & walks around holdin a candle is da most friendly of then all. i'm sayin tis coz i live in india here we have heck of a lot of power cuts. in tese situation its handy2 have a ghost which walks around holdin a candle. i shound start an agency which sells these ghosts its a million dollar idea. personally i like da ghosts that come outta da ground, u know da undead ones with their skins rotten & stuff coz tats wats gonna happen 2 us when we die. we become worm food. when we talk of ghost there r some things tat doesn't make any sense. why r there ghosts of only people. man is just an animal so technically ther should be ghosts of animals 2. we treat animals so badly there should be more animal ghosts.i have a more serious question- why r people so afraid of death? coz all our lives we know we r gonna die but still everyones' afraid. tats why i say life is just a wait 2 da inevitable. its a long wait isn't it? i saw tis quote da other day, let me quote it 2 u guys its beautiful. "life is pleasant. death is peaceful, its da transition tats troublesome" i think tis sums it all up.

UNDERWEAR ON DA PANTS?:
super heroes r everwher these days, on da internet, tv newspaper except in da real world. i aien,t speakin abt heroes but superheroes. when v were kids(some of us still r) v used 2 fight who is da better super hero. i saw a programme on tis subject which said batman waz da best & most popular. tis pissed me off coz my favorite was & still is spiderman. he is like us, he can't get a girl his boss hates him & is a good guy. when he got da power of crawln on walls he didn't say, "hey i'm gonna save da world today" in contrast he tried 2 make money outta it. he has got only 2 powers, he can climb stuff & has a sixth sense. tats all. da webin he made it himself coz he's got brains tats why i like him. now let me ask u a question. if u were a superhero wat powers would u like 2 have? i think abt tis a lot(yeah i'm nuts). i would like 2 have da power of invisibility & da power 2 go thru stuff(like a wall). when i'm sayin invisibility its not like my body is invisible so i have 2 b naked all da time. its like right now i'm typin tis hence my figers r touchin da keyboard so if i wanna make tis system invisible i can do it if i concentrate. i know it sounds a little geekish. don't forget i can go thru walls 2 so i can b a good peepin tom(yeah baby). every hero should have a villan, but in his case hedoesn't have a supervillan. his agenda is 2 bring pease 2 da world. lets give him a name how abt "peace maker", its a little dorky so is "superman". 4 a successful superhero he should have some weakness. his weakness r , well he can't fly so he has 2 travel by plane which ofcourse he can do free of cost coz he is invisible but it will take him time. second he is tryin s2 bring peace 2 da world, well peace is one thing mankind cannot achieve coz v have a curse called intelligence bestowed on us. so peace is an illusion that peace maker will always chase. lastly he is invisible 2 naked eye but infrared can detect him. now lets talk abt costume. i personally don't like da cape & underwaer over da pants costume. how abt tis peace maker will always wear white, he can wear anything he wants but it has 2 b white thats all. i'm sorry i gotta go there is a crisis. hastala vista guys. i'll b back. i guess

PS: da crisis was i had 2 go 2 da toilet

CALL IT WATEVER U WANT:
sometimes i wish i could fly. i would fly far far away where there r no humans. i wish i could live like an animal, free, no material possesions just free where da only worry is 2 survive. here in real world(which stinks) thre r so many parameters. people think so different. if we could just go back 2 our instincts earth would be such a beautiful place. but we covet stuff we need everything, from da neighbours wife 2 da film stars cars, we r 'nt satisfied, but why? its as if we r chasin some thing tat doesn't exist. what if tomorrow some one scientifically proves tat heaven & hell exists? will people start helpin people out 2 get in heaven? but is it valid 2 help people out just 2 get into heaven? tis is just greed, which is one of da seven deadly sins, so he has 2 go 2 hell. but nevertheless he has helped a person. so who da hell decides all tis shit? tats why i say we should abandon everything &live in forest in small communities just tryin 2 survive nothin else. da contentment we get in tis is unmatched. but we r caught in a game whose rule we don't understand, but still tryin 2 play without much sucess. hope we get lucky soon.

HUGE:
one of my biggest fears is goin naked in front of people. like in fear factor they asked a couple of people 2 walk naked on a ramp, my friend asked me if i would do it. i told him tat if i went first i got no problem, but if i go after a girl i got a HUGE problem. u know HUGE i mean HUGE. i would look like a fuckin coat hanger, i know its sick.
when i think of bein nude i think of tribal people who r always nude. imagine it would be so freaky one day a little kid goes 2 his father & says "dad i got pubic hair". then da question ARISES. no i'm not implyin' 2 anythin else. well 4 me da problem is when u r in a tribal group how da hell do u get aroused. everythin is right there, like when u look at a girl fully dressedu sometimes fantasize abt her body(if u don't then i'm a pervert) & when u see her naked u get aroused. its like wen a stripper strips in front of u tats hot & if she walks on to the ramp naked its not tat hot, its like u can't get aroused by ravi varma paintings
one more thing tat cocerns me in tis subject is if u see ur mom naked i bet u will never, i mean ever think abt girls again. but the tribal men see their bride & their mom butt naked at da same time(its ok if u puke now) . i really take my hats off 2 then 2 see their mom naked & go fuck their brides on da same day is an unbelieveable deed. i got 2 go now i got 2 clean my room there is puke everywhere
-da sick mind of girish

ps: i got 2 give my mind a new name. mail ur suggestions 2 st_agnostic@sify.com

INSOMNIAC:
i can't sleep. no i'm not insomniac, its coz the damn dogs in da streets r barkin like hell. i wish i had a Gun right now, i swear i would have blown fuckin brains outta their heads. u think its violent, u think i'm a bad person, if u do....... then screw u son of a bitch, tis is wat i am.
anyway wen u think of dogs & killin them u think of da great menaka gandhi. i hate tat bitch. she always preaches da common man 2 take care of da animals around them. well....... wat da fuck does she know abt da common man. imagine tis, a common middleclass man works all day long sometimes even 4 10 hrs a day . he comes home aftr a hectic bus ride which feels like riding a jam packed puke machine. he is tired has 2 take care of his kids, his wife da bills & all kinds of fucked up shit. then he goes 2 sleep, the dogs start barkin, now tell him 2 be good 2 da dogs, if u do, he will cut ur balls out fry them, powder them & will drink them with a glass of warm milk. but maneka gandhi doesn't know tis, she is some whore who lost her husband & wanna supress her desires by talkin abt freakin animals. there r more than i billion people in our country, thousands of them r dying every day and she talks abt some rabies infected dog. she just wanna hog da lime light & go 2 bed thinkin abt some horse or some bull or some

sorry guys its 3 am & i'm pissed of so bear with me
da freak
giri

pessimist:
hey people,
welcome 2 my space. let me tell u somethin abt myself. i'm an eternal pessimist, being a pessimist has served me well. when ur a pessimist u go into somethin without any expectations, hence ur never disappointed. 4 ex u go into an exam u think u did well, but u should always remember others correct these papers, they might not undrestand ur handwriting, maybe even forgot their spectacles or they r plain nuts, when u recieve da paper & its an F u get pissed off. some wossy may even think of killin himself, but i got no expectations. i would think "wat da fuck i'ma take da exam again". hence i th e pessimist will get an A in da next exam & da optimistic bastard would be dead.
so choose wisely would u like 2 be an optimist or a pessimist