Thursday, October 18, 2007

This is a small extract from one of my friend's diary which i've reproduced faithfully with his permission. (some of his friends might guess who he is..)

(p.s. :he's got many imaginary critics n friends, so don't mind the second-person references)



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my main problem - u enjoy life better than i do.... u don't think so?? well then, here's a glimpse of my 'life'.. decide for urself..

this is abt me & a few more joe's ......who r all 4 an identity in this world......its a story of a successfully planned failure in it's 5th running season ..... lifez so looooooooooooooong we still believe we can make it big...better late than never.

i am a proud citizen of a beautiful city whose peripheral surface is cleaned by da mighty tides.......

i joined in ******** Jr College after my tenth....some of my schoolmates also did the same, so we ganged up, sharpened our ears & hung on to every word of our lecturers knowing success was begging us to join her.

the new guys there really exasperated me..... seriously, what were they before the mighty nicky.......luckily they beccame my frnds....& our story began

i felt da first week very hectic ....n that weekend there was a test ...i made it to 40plus.....out of 250 students.....

until then i l felt i was a prodigy n was window-shopping top college brochures rather than books for all those tough xams which i felt would obviously be cracking.

But like a typical tragic story in a student's life, i never even noticed when my confidence left me. a new routine began......right frm 8am to even 5:30pm, our brains out lashed wth da equations,problems.. n such stuff, but we were not any average students & this was not even gonna slow us down or s we thought, when the main villain entered: Hormones with a capital H.


believe me, its all the fault of those testremone hormones.....

sorry i had to put the blame on something........& while we're on this issue of hormones, let me introduce one of my school frnds stuck in our gang

........hez very feeble,weak at heart,,attitude,,( well, not now),,very tiny fellow who was always bullied especially by gals...... he used to smile wen da gals used to call "chukapanch".....and always tried to find joy by pinching gals (& that was w/o any testremone gland fully developed ). we were fools to hav underestimated him so.


if we look back, there is a lot that we've accomplished , but nothing, & believe me, nothing that we really wanted, nothing that makes us proud of who we are
haven't achieved anything we really wanted .. ,, i ,at times, feel my friends do me a favor by treating me as their equal
...most of them r in iits ,,nits...all those @#$%^& brand-imaged colleges.....u know i'm frustrated, maybe u too were or will be someday
....we always dared to dream as our president of india has said but never cared to put an endeavour....we regret 4 all wat we ve done n sometimes we feel

pretty common, u say??

let me just say that these r just the petty 'abstract' issues i continually feed on, to fuel my self-pity...
i haven't even told u abt the B-grade horror movie that life shows me, day after day after day.... no, can think no more... need to gather my strength...

so long, my dear lucky grand-living tragedy-free reader....

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