Grief of my Life ......

I was perturbed, unaided and jaded that’s when I decide to spend some time in creating a blog and to eat my head out. As many would know, what I am doing is not my cup of tea but drawing inspirations from many bloggers across the country, who seems to have identified novel way of comforting their wits. But I am very buoyant about my writing skills.

Whenever I used to write essays during my school days teachers would heat my rear side with one foot long stick (as my back wasn’t that immense), they tried rigidly to rupture my fingers so that I would never commit such crimes in future. Moreover many of my friends did the same, who hit me and made me bleed nevertheless I could not figure out why people were reacting that way and why they were stopping my successful spree towards distinction. I was dejected with tears in my eyes and that’s when I realized people are envious of me, they wanted my blood because thoughts and skills were in my blood. Also I realized that teachers never intended to hurt my back, they were caressing it as I was a cute kid in my school days.

Probably due to my lettering skills I was never been able to woo beautiful chicks. My ex-girl friend dumped me when for the first time I gave her my honest opinion from bottom of my heart via multi-colored letter which described about her Copper Wire like curly hair, Pumpkin like face, horse like leg, Elephant like @##$ and she came running I raised my hand to get a peck but she brutal horse kicked me 5 inches below my belt. I stood embarrassingly steady with my round face. I am tired of people; they don’t have admiration for person like me.

One man is sitting above all of us…..don’t look up you grimy girls... I am referring to GOD!!! He will take revenge for me. Oh Lord! Can’t you see this? Please help me ……..

After spending 3 hours in café I can’t splurge more. Adios (HAPPY???)