My astrology said “this will make my day”.
So, I thought be it is. Well, I’m not going to tell what the fuck it is. So if
you are expecting some suspense thriller like a Nolan movie, please I’m not the
right person. I have no story inside. All these days, I have been searching for
a good focus to write. Good topics that will get thousands of views and
comments .You know like every blogger out there I can also dream. There is no
point in dreaming craps but still it costs no penny. So, today I have determined
to write about nothing. I don’t have any idea about my subject of preference.
Maybe it is movies, maybe music or politics or love or some craps like that. I
have no clue. I’m sitting here with an empty and impossible mind.
It was Valentine’s Day. I can’t make it my area
under discussion because I’m a breed of “fuck valentine’s day” class. Of course
I’m single and that’s the chief reason to hate that day. Well, I’m happy now! I
don’t want to shower love in my life, so with a pain inside I’m leaving that
topic behind. Don’t confuse with my little pain, you know everybody likes to
fuck around a little. Then, love is a
big subject to write but I hate that word and I wanted to be hatred in my life.
I don’t want anybody to love me, which include my parents, relatives and all.
Now you may think, I had a very disastrous childhood and all that stuffs. But I
have to tell you, I have the best parents in this world and they gave a great
life to me. I have a very good family that loves me a lot but still I never claimed
that. Love is not a give and take strategy. According to me love is just to
give, otherwise what is the fucking difference between love and business? To
hell with love, I need to light something.
In every means, I’m a kind of loser. A
loser is the one who didn’t even try. I can easily say I’m the fucking one.
When I was a boy, I never ever think about losing anything in my life. That was
one hell outta positive energy that I had at that time. Today, I’m confused
with my state of survival.
