Are yaar, ye toh hadh ho gaya. ultimate chutia panthi. Last college mein kiya tha. Aisa bewara zindegi mein nahi tha ... Haan, college mein thoda bahut toh kiya tha ... Wohi auto mein jana, hero ya deba ke saath. Fir hero ke room mein .... sabhi ek saath masti karna ... Going down to memory lane still i can remember ... Missing those days yaar !!!
Aaj toh mujhe pata chal gaya, zindegi mein sab kuch paheli baar hota hai ... but aaj jo hua kanhi nahi bhulunga. Neway, but someone told me, " U love with ur head, not with ur heart" ... I don believe in God ... But I'll break his head ... Woh chutiya ko pata nahi, pyar kya hota hai !!! Bhagwan us din mera saath dena ...
I wish, i could drink now ... no more ROMANOV this time... just some beer cans in Olypub so that i can hear "Mr. Oly" again ... Otherwise "Brazilian Model" ... but i've doubt whether those models can drink, I want to have some chilled beer. 'm drowning ,,, don save me, let me die.... but i can't drink my frndz. It's all about commitment.
But at this situation of my life, i'm confused again. Don know why i'm writing this crap. Wanna hear something ,, but i can only remember, "We call it love ,,, They call it living in sin" ....
Well, 'm in balcony again. This time i don have beer cans with me. Counting the stars rather counting my days. The only one 'm missing most is my chumchum. I've lost everything. I don have words to express, i don have feelings to show that how much i love her .... I've lost somewhere,, 'm drowning again my frnd ,,, She had one small request. But i've refused. 'm selfish. 'm damn selfish. sorry dear. I wish that could happen in my life ...
** Om, this time 'm not drunk ... i don need to drink always. I need my Life back.
(I wish i could sing thumka lagati tu with my chumchum always. There r lots of "I wish I could .... " between us ... That's why it has been titled)
Don know exactly when this Twitter & Blog became a part of my life … I have some bad habits earlier to scribble anywhere. At my childhood days, my diary was my friend. I have shared everything with my diary then. Now we are grown up. But sometimes I think, whether we’r properly grown up. Do we really know what we need in our life most?
Anyway this post is about Twitter & Blogger. You can pen down everything in your diary. Then why Twitter & Blogger? Coz you want to make it public. But u won’t make it public fully. U’ll either hide something or u’ll scribble as a third person. And ur follower’ll get confused. That’s what u want na? Basically u’ll write it for particular one person. U want their attraction, basically u want lot of comments in ur Twitt & Blog. My friends, this is our inborn characteristics. U always want to get praised by someone. That’s why Twitter & Blogger are making money frndz. It’s all about our sentiment … Use our sentiments if u want to make money … Anyway I’m going away from the topic … ‘m forgetting about Twitter & Blogger …
Well, Blog came first. We used to write blog from our classroom itself. Then after a couple of years Twitter came into limelight. Initially we have published almost everything in blog. But when twitter came into focus, then we got to know what is blog actually … There are some limitations in twitter. Limitations in words, then u can’t post snaps or videos. Still it’s popular. we want to get other’s updates within a short time. We don have any time to read blog. Just 1 line status update of others is enough for us. And u always want to get info of others. That’s what we are. Twitter is playing that role very well. U can directly get updates of celebrities. Still blogger is much better, more enjoyable. U can show ur passion on blog. U can scribble almost everything in blog. U need some mental preparation before publish a blog. U take lot of times for writing a blog (sometimes after getting drunk, andar ke khuzli bahar nikal aata hai). U can tweet almost anytime. It doesn’t require any mental preparation. When u want to share something, u r doing that. U don think about that much. Now just imagine, after boozing u r sitting in balcony with your laptop. U’ve one more beer can in ur hand. One sip of beer, and then couple of lines in blog … again u’ll have one more chilled can when u’ll review the crap which u’ve just published. Amazing huh ???
Twitter is just like a smooch (As u kiss ur girlfriend suddenly). But blog is just like – Confession of everything lying under her arm. When u’ll get her full attention. U can love her for a long time, u can share everything with ur better half. Blog can give u that pleasure …. But it’s not only pleasure … U’ll get both pain and pleasure when u’ll publish the blog.
He has consumed already 5 pegs of absolute ROMANOV Vodka. And he is is singing, "Bhorere batase joto snightota ache, bandhok rekhechilam premer kache .... ki kore bhuli rajkonney ke .... kano korle erokom erokom ...." Just before... couple of minutes Omkumar was with him ... Now he needs some cigarette ... he doesn't know the the spelling of the cigarette ... he is desperately finding the actual spelling of cigarette .... now he'll go outside to buy some cigarette.... he's fully out now .... fully out for the second time .... fully out of control .... & now this time soumika is not with him .... when he needs some bloody guides .... he needs some bloody fucking wife ,,, who can completely take care of him ... sorry guys i'll be coming within couple of minutes ... i'll need some couple of cigarettes ... i'll come within 5 minutes ... wait for me dear .... it'll take only5 minutes ... .wait for 5 minutes ... i would like to have some cigarette ..... wait for me ..... i'll tale everything about him ... that fucking asshole .... i'm going to have some cigarette .... wait for me .............. he is going to buy some cigarette ...
This is going to become the shortest one in my blog ... Before i go to sleep, just a big thanks to Twitter.. i've almost forgotten her.. Don knw how is she now, i don have her nos., mail ids ..... & not even in orkut ...
