sad

I dont know if it always had been this way.I dont recall the
exact beginning, the origins of this sordid state.
i have this wonderful knack of getting things wrong.
it takes surgeons to take my foot out of my mouth.
The truman show, the scene where it rains only on him ?
lightning gets me in the balls on a clear sunny day.
it is not even seasonal.
my 13th summer was my last happy one.
chocolates, kites and my first pair of pants.no more too-tall-for
your-shorts in a class full of giggling girls.
teenage..though frankly, i dont get what the fuss is all about.
i didnt get a bike, or pocket money, or freedom, or my first kiss
as promised in the bajaj ad.
which adds to all the misery.

I Dont Know

lack of appetite, nausea, headache, claustrophobia ?
you are a writer in desperate need of some vodka.
I have no idea what to write on.and this is my second post.
the internet has made me dumb.
and i cannot live without it.
a day spent on a remote disconnected island
that is my home, and you'll see me curled up and sucking on my thumb.

I have free time now, and i have this impending feeling of constant doom.
that is what it is about growing up.you never know when you are getting a break.
I am twelve and i am lying.i could be, if the legal age was twelve.
so much more is expected of me now .
I wish i could go back in time and do badly in the first
grade.But i guess the last few years i have made up for it.
ancestors still hoping for a miracle, but im not going to make a mistake twice.
This way , they take joy in the small pleasures of life,
a C- thrills them, where an A- wasnt good enough.

I just cannot concentrate.

One Track Minds

I was told by a very knowledgeable young thing that among
the first few things a guy had to do to ascertain his
manhood in the blogging community was to write a post
about their experiences  with the fairer sex,
what they are, what they seem to be,
and if they got any.
Apparently this is because almost every guy does that,
on this planet at least, bobby darling ..darling, you
are excused.
Is it really true that we cannot get girls out of our pitiful little heads?
(pun unintended, but i love it)
I personally, disagree with her, ours is not a one track mind
which cannot think beyond broads and breasts ,and in our defence,
where would those lovable bunnies be was it not for this attitude.
pervert,not.male,yes.

what do women think about?men have been dying for answers.i really
don't want to know actually .what they think about is their own
business.there is no justification to pry about.these days they
can map feelings in your head.the speaking green, the hearing blue,
and red red red as far as men are concerned.

I have to know when to stop.