Above: A huge gift hamper from Denmark. Some of the worlds best chocolates. 1 Facking bootyfool fragrance and my sad centre table. And MINDYOU that's not the whole shit. Dad had some more things in store which came out day by day.
Bonjour...

I'm sitting with most facking-licious swiss chocolates..yes Lindt chocolates and pondering..What a lovely day. You get man-handled around a busy market. And then you get in a train and someone asks you for a beedi. When you refuse then they say "Logon ke paas beedi ka bhi paisa nahi hota(People even have no money for a cigarette.) ". And people mislead poor biharis into a local train and then laugh at them. Poor them. I feel so-not-good. Actually I've been feeling there and there abouts for quite a few days. Life needs a drastic change. How funny is it. When we get bored of ourselves and we got nothing better to do. We sit and blame our life. How sad it is. How we need to change it. Actually the only thing we get bored of is ourselves.

Since I started talking about it [yea thats just the way I lure you people ;) ]. Lets facking elaborate it a bit. I need to change a few things about myself--->gender. But then lets talk about the less important things for now. Ok lets get back to it for some time. We do have a lot of free time..Isnt it? :D Hmmm yes..gender. Once I manage to get rid of it. You my friend...yes you...will be the proud owner of a gay metro sexual pink shirt. And my trousers. Yes those stinky ones. And I'm sure your life will experience a huge uplift. Now yes. I wanna talk about overindulgence. Over. Yes. I was talking about it to my friend. And one thing that came out as a conclusion was that.."The proximity of a change in the other person,a good change...the one I always want, tempts me into overindulgence. And on the other path I get screwed." But then someone told me that I'm born to be screwed. So that makes up for everything. But then for sure I need better ways to be screwed. I think so. And its so right. But life will be facking once again tomorrow. Once again I will be happy to talk. Happy to indulge. Happy to be screwed ;) Born loozar. I fear I might start hating people like me who indulge. I don't want to. Everyone does. I don't wanna be like everybody. Let them have their own facking ways. I will have mine. I don't say their ways are good. Neither are mine. But at least that gives me peace-o-mind. I hate sounding serious. I never love to. Its just that things keep mounting and then you get shit tired :P

Not again. I wanna go to GIR. Great Indian Rock. I know I won't be able to. I still want to.I have always wanted to be there. And each and every time something fucks me. Not this time. BTW if you haven't started watching/downloading "Whose Line Is It Anyway" then your life sucks. And it really does. It is worth. Peace be with you and with me.

Au Revoir.