MISSING THE BEATS OF MY HEART…

I don’t even know when I’ll meet them again. Or if at all I’ll meet them again! Who says leaving your friends can be a little difficult? Its the bitter truth I can’t face…

How am I to stay alive, when “all the pieces of my heart” are to part their ways forever?

How am I to watch each of my friends sharing their last goodbyes with a warm hug?

How am I supposed to command my tears not to roll over my eyes?

Should I just say,”Goodbye. Keep in touch!” Will these words reveal the least of how much I’m going to miss them? I see no bravery in me anymore. Now its just being dejected, mourning over hundreds of things we could have still done together. I never felt a thing on our farewell party. But today, I’ve already started missing the moments I spent with my friends there and till then…

It seems so awkward. Just four years back, we all had come with thoughts of getting something we wanted desperately… Some worked for excellent placements, some for girlfriends, some for sheer fun. For me, it was always friends. But today, I am left with only a handful of them. Even they will leave me now… How am I supposed to feign that “All izz well”?

Life is never going to be same again. Is it?

Will twenty of my friends watch an IPL match in a 20 X 20 feet room?

Will seven of my friends get two coolers inside hostel without anyone noticing them?

Will forty of my friends sit together while having their lunch or dinner?

Or will thirty six of my friends come during my birthday and give me b’day bumps?

“Thousands of things in Millions of Ways, are just going to be some frozen moments of time locked up in my heart……”

-: MISSING THE PEOPLE WHO HELPED MY HEART TO BEAT :-

Waah!

This watchman doesn’t let students enter the students after 11.30 PM

Asks them to come after 4.3o even if students have an honest reason for being late. Says that he is doing his duty.

At 4.30 AM, when students finally entered the gate, Ooopppssss…… What the Fuck!

That same watchman was sleeping!

So, is he doing his duty really???

I think, it is because of people like him that God gave us “middle fingers”!

Eat This!

arey rang barsere, rang barse…
.                         chehra ho gaya kharab?

.                                    magar rakhiye daat ekdam chaka-chak!
khao  HAPPY DENT aur dekho kamaal……

!?! MAIN PAAGAL HOON !?!

This is about a guy from my class… might be many of u know him.

What prompted me to write this? Well, lets say I am having some fun…

1] Boy(I’ll refer to that boy as Boy henceforth) came knocking on the door of my room in early morning at 6. My generally falls asleep between 3-4. So, you can imagine the situation. He wakes us all up, and then comes to one of my roomies and tells him that “ek ladke ne tera aur mera naam ladkiyon ko bata diya” —–gadhe itne subah aakar aise 6 saal k bachche jaise rotey kya kabhi !

2] Boy did not clear apti for TCS and then gets selected in IBM Global. Boy says,”Achcha hua mera TCS mein nahi hua. Mera subject storage and virtualization tha and IBM waley mere jaise hi S&V waaley students maang rahe the.” ——fuhh ! get around it… Do you even know what work the company is into?

3] Boy says when giving interview, his mobile rang twice and he had not kept it on silent mode. Can you imagine that? ——either you are an idiot(sorry to assume that you can have brains too) or that interviewer is a bigger idiot than you as he selected you even after what happened. Itni lambi kaise kya chhod sakata bey tu?

4] Boy says that he wants to exchange his elective subject. One of my friends with whom he was going to exchange, waited for him the whole day in college. Then Boy asks him to come tomorrow. When my friend came next day, Boy says,”I don’t want to exchange now.” ———–What the fuck were you thinking the day before when he waited the whole day for you? Wish if you had done this with me. I would have kicked your butts so hard that everyday, when you’d have pooped, ur ass pain would have recalled my name!