If it’s one thing I hate more than someone who stole the diamond, it’s someone who lies about stealing the diamond. In case you’re worried about slander, relax because judgments always change. It’s not like random people are important enough to be posted on the All India Report and have their names and felony charges slapped there for the world to read. Even if that’s the case, (looking at every situation from this point of view), WHO THE HELL is going to open that stupid thick book and go through that particular case unless egged on by some cracked professor obsessed about citations!

Gandhi did some terrible things, albeit, but he also taught people some wonderful things. That entire clan left behind a completely new meaning to the word ‘independence’ for the rest of us fortunate enough to be living in a liberalized democratic nation. Independence isn’t just for people to wave a flag on the 15th of August every year (or your respective country’s date in case there’s actually a foreigner chancing upon my humble abode); it’s to actually understand and act in a certain manner.

If you mope about being obsessed with someone or something so much that you forget everyone around you exists, then fucking throw yourself down the British drain or become some white guy’s personal slave and I’ll be more than happy to sell you and spend the profits happily on Swarovski. I swear. Women all over the world are creating disgusting stereotypes in the minds of men and the rest of us weird souls are getting caught up in the mass disturbance. I mean for God’s sake if you’re living alone, then LEARN to live alone!! It’s not that big a deal! If you can’t deal with it, then it’s been eight months man, MOVE THE HELL OUT!

I.FEEL.TOXIC-ATED. (Like as if a room full of toxic just swallowed me.)

I hate people who deliberately spread negative vibes like incense smoke all over the place; and you try and be nice to them and improve their day in bits and pieces but all they’re going to do is sit on their butts all day long and talk about how unhappy and gloomy the situation is.

Look, my blood is already boiling, and before I reach an Ari Gold stage, I need to go indulge in some physical exercise otherwise I SWEAR to the God I don’t believe in, my vein is going to BURST. I am just so angry right now, judging by the arbitrariness of this post, I’ve put in a few different things from here and there.

Bottom line: Don’t be a THIEF!, and BE independent. Keep Calm and carry on (The last one’s for me.) And remember, I’m not gonna be judgmental unless you give me a reason to be judgmental. I have a very tight temper and a sickeningly short span for patience.

x EdgyShark x

There are some situations in life you just cannot let go of; even if you stray away from all the bullshit and the pain that people caused and you and do not associate yourself with them, but if you still have to see them for the rest some part of your life, you maintain a soft corner for them somewhere. See, it’s not like I’m not strong enough, but it’s just that I’m not mean enough. I could blog and bitch and do all that to make myself feel better, but I’m not going to intentionally hurt someone even if they stabbed me. Because that goes against my principles, and I feel it’s perfectly okay to be that way. It’s not like I’m ever going to go out of my way (or even in my way) to do something for such people anymore, in fact I won’t even speak to them or anything, but it’s just that if they do speak to me, I shall be civil. With a streak of sarcasm, which goes without saying, on days when I’m PMSing.

Also, my cousins do not realize how much I miss them; it’s like they’re all still doing things in the comforts of their own homes and here I am, sitting somewhere that doesn’t even show up on the map. I’m not even IN R@wr-Town per se, some 40 kms from it. I get time off to think about all these things, contemplate a great deal about my every movement and see where I’m going. Living here is like living on small blots of lysergic acid diethylamide perpetually. Because it slows and fastens things down randomly and makes you aware of a heck lot of more detail than living in the bustle of a city.

Moreover, I guess I’m a little too emotional, but that’s how some of us are made. So when I try to speak to my cousins, I want to feel wanted by them too. I don’t wanna do all the missing and all the speaking about them all the time. Sometimes it just feels good to know that you’re wanted too, but I guess this trip back home showed me that no one really gives a damn. Except Bush and Ezra. I know everyone tried to meet me and everything, but it’s not just that, it’s getting that attention from those that you want, at least for five minutes a day. It’s having them talk about you on their BB statuses and facebook updates just like you do all the time. Because if it’s not a two way street, then it’s a hopeless journey and a waste of petrol.

x EdgyShark x

P.S Thank you for the music Ezz, you made me feel young again

Hi

I went through your page but I really don’t see how after posting a status update about women commenting you want me to feature you on my blog or wear your tshirts. In case you didn’t notice, I belong to the female gender.
Also, I really don’t think all women take so much time because some of us do understand punctuality and have work and don’t believe in Spending all our free time on the mirror. Do remember, if a woman’s taking all that time, its to look good for her man. You’re probably thinking WTF now, huh? Its not like you’ve met all the women in the world to make such a movement permanent and the jobless pricks who have commented on your page are doing it coz they’re either bored, had a tiff with a woman or just need to vent out anger. Who better to scream at than your girlfriend?

Even if we took a year to put on clothes, face it, you’d still wait because you want to and you’re cribbing just to look cool in front of the other guys.
As for a movement, I think the country’s in a lot of deep shit and you could maybe spend the waiting time thinking about something entrepreneurial which could help bring about real welfare. If that happens, you have no one but a woman to thank.

P.S the reason I took ‘long’ to reply to you was because

A) I have been travelling a lot in the last week, and also at first dismissed your mail mistaking it to be spam and

B) I spent today contemplating how you wanted me to do you this favour by insulting my species.

Sincerely
Thanks

x EdgyShark x

When you miss someone, you call them; and when you call them, you don’t expect them to throw a ‘I’m busy right now, TTYL’ on your face because that only makes you miss them a HELL lot more. I picked up all the will I had in me the next morning, got dressed and got to class, waiting to meet everyone. Sometimes, things just happen when you least expect them to, and the one person I had probably spent maximum time with last semester, ended up really disappointing me over the vacation, what with no proper birthday wish or even a card for that matter, thinking of the kind of shit I put myself through just to get their day alive and kicking. Well, now we know for sure who’s not celebrating next October, for sure!

In any case, people just began to make each other feel comfortable because at that point, it hit me, that I wasn’t going through all those emotions alone. Everyone was probably bummed to be back, and everyone needed a way back in. Thus, everyone was trying to make the other person feel wanted and wanting at the same time, if you know what I mean. Plus, the one face I was waiting to not encounter never arrived, and my mom BBMed me saying maybe he got scared or started bleeding from the invisible lady parts and ran out of napkins or something. And *I was like* WHOGIVESAFLYINGFUCKANYWAY ?!#D@%$#%!? (It’s a very heart heart thing. Feel it, don’t comprehend it.) The day went by smoothly because we hit the city and spoke about a lot of different things and I managed to like spending time with new friends who I’d not bothered about the last time. [Seriously, only bother about someone that bothers about you.]

In the night, I kid you not; I got this broadcast saying ‘the best and the worst thing in life is attachment.’ And it just hit me right there; BANG! A shot through the skull; it was so true. But at least I was out of it and the worst was dealt with, right? Anywho, today was a little weird because I realised that no one really asked me why I was so cool with not speaking to the fair one, and since no one did, and I had a speech all ready and dramatised in my head, here’s how it goes:
a) I’ve been spending time trying to get my father out of a law suit.
b) I don’t want to associate with anyone who gives me a hard time and makes me cry all the time.
c) I have health issues. I won’t digress on that subject.
d) And also, IFYOUPUTYOURSTUPIDGIRLFRIENDONTHEPHONEWHILEYOUCROONDRUNKTHENHOWTHEHELLDOYO
UEXPECTMETOTHINKYOUAREAFRIENDWHOWANTSMYWELFARETOOANDWILL*INDEED*DOSOMETHINGTOMAKEMYBIRTHDAYF
UCKINGSPECIALANDRETAINALLTHATIDIDINTHEPASTANDFUCKINGMAKEYOURSTUPIDHEADUNDERSTANDWHATITSLIKE
TOBEINMYSHOESATTHEMOMENT.

Yeah, that’s about it.

Anyway, that’s a whole lot of venting for now. I have two weeks till I get a temporary release pass to Mumbai. I’ll just leave you with one thought; when you see someone’s lonely, don’t leave them. Go up to them, and don’t ask them what’s bothering them. Just be there and help them get out of that dark spot. And they’ll really cherish you for life. That’s why, fair one, I’ll cherish all that there was, but don’t expect me to extend my hand out because I already greeted first. Don’t think I didn’t wait (am waiting still), because I’m always ready to forgive.

As of now, whatever.

x EdgyShark x

This last year has been quite eventful for me personally, because I’ve done a lot and traveled far more than anyone else. I don’t care enough to divulge my memories and the shit that I’ve done because as of this moment, I’m alive and kicking, so there’s really no point pondering over what happened, what broke me or what fixed me. Because whatever happens, happens for the best.

I’m sick of devoting my psychological trips to understanding how other people would react or feel about what I’m doing, because honestly, if there’s anything I’ve realized, it’s that other people don’t feel this way. Why should I give a flying saucer about what I do if it’s not even meant to affect anyone and if others do not spend time thinking how I’d react to something they did.

Just do whatever the fuck you want and feel good about yourself because there’s really nothing else left to each passing day. I’m sick of people asking me where I am and what I’m doing and I should make a plan. I don’t want to meet anybody unless they want to meet me because it’s not really some sort of favour I’m doing by letting people know stuff that doesn’t even bother them at the end of the day.

I don’t care whether or not this revelation is going to cost me a social scenario because please let’s just calm down and look at the situation this way; how many people really bother to find out how you are, and I don’t mean just a hello on the phone. I’ve been bleeding senseless for the last ten days and almost had alien objects operated off my body and been stressed out by random doctors saying random nonsense and having some of the worst moments back in my college semester what with trying to keep up with making people happy and dealing with their immaturity.

So really, I’ve had my share of nonsense too, but I like to be positive and happy about it. Because even though the bad stuff is all I remember and it assists my migraines in popping out every now and then, I still remember how happy I felt looking at the open sky and stars and listening to Karthik and Kazim screaming Star Wars dialogues and pretending to be Jedis. Even though moments before that trip, I was worried about other people’s emotions, completely undermining my own.

I’m done with the drama and I’m happily living each day with subconscious sobriety. And in order to probe into your subconscious, you need help. Please do that research on your own, because I am not a therapist.

Please do contact me in case you’re looking for a mutually beneficial good time. Because after all, I’m just another individual looking in hopeless corners for happiness. And honestly, there are VERY few people in this world who have been able to inculcate those powers within themselves.

To all those who have stuck by me through thick and thin and will hopefully remember my birthday enough to put through a call (because I’m getting charged on roaming too, so let’s see who’s gonna be selfish) I salute you and it feels extremely warm in some corner of me, to be your true friend. And that list isn’t really a lot, and I’m glad it’s that way.

x EdgyShark x

P.S If you’re not happy with where you are then change it because you’re not a freaking tree.

Merry christmas to you too.

x EdgyShark x

I don’t think switching on a fan in the month of December amounts to being a big deal; what’s so ‘pragmatic’ about that!? It’s always summer time in Australia in December, surely people DO switch on fans at the time? Also, I would consider switching it off if her obscene voice didn’t drift all the way from the other side of the room screaming disgusting moans and god knows what to four different suitors at all times of the night.

It’s extremely easy to portray hate towards her because of her sheer stupidity. You could compare her voice to the sound of five trolls farting and you can only guess who’s going to win that melodious competition. She looks like a psychotic version of the she-hulk. (YUCK!)

It’s a good thing this house has many more rooms because I don’t plan on seeing her face ever again if I can help it.

She’s the reason I can’t even hear the voices in my head anymore because I’m so sickened by learning the various things one can do while being in the company of other people who you don’t even know.

Don’t even get me started on the cleanliness factor.

x EdgyShark x

I cannot stop crying inside. Chuck, you’ve saved my life a million times. It was you that consoled me when that horrible bitch put K in trouble back in 2009.

I think my pulse just stopped. And my face is white.

Please don’t die :’(

Please stay strong :’( :’(

x EdgyShark x

They uploaded the new academic calendar for the next session at R@wr-Town! and it SUCKS that the new term commences from the 2nd of Jan itself. As if I’m going to be there. Thank goodness I’ve studied contracts already, I’ll give my Fam Law a headstart as well, but not to bore you.

The other day, a cousin grandmother, full of a very robust attitude, forced herself upon me and made me drink a glass of milk. Lactose intolerant I screamed as hard as I could, but to no avail. Every single person sitting at the table knew that my face would have probably exploded because I haven’t touched milk since February.

 Except, she had a solution for that as well. I kept pleading that I would drink low fat yogurt instead, and one cup of milk was really not going to do me any good. Besides, NO ONE ELSE MAKES THE RULES!

Anyway, she made me drink the goop, and i almost puked my guts out. But obviously, I had to maintain a non blue face, and I wasn’t even treated with Vodka Penne Pasta after.

x EdgyShark x

It just took me one sentence to write that, but trust me, at the time in my head, it felt like an entire blog post. With lots of exclamation marks. I think it’s because I’m feeling kind of empty at the moment.

So in order to feel a little more important, Im going to proceed to pick up a heavy book with a heavy title on the front and read it till I get distracted by the new look of my own blog. (Don’t look at me like that, I’m being honest about something everyone does )

Isn’t it lovely, the blog I mean? I took all morning in the office to give it a makeover and honestly, I feel like I’ve done some productive work!

Also, there’s a little gallery at the bottom of the sidebar where I’ll be updating recent photographs, so now you know I’m really trying to get back on track and interact with all you guys out there. I can be awesome too

x EdgyShark x

I have a telephone to myself. It’s kinda cool too, I have an intercom number for myself and His Highness just called me to ask me something on it! And then I thought, that’s the coolest thing that’s happened by far, except for having  a mini brain slip on the metro while remembering the station I had to get down on, so let’s BLOG about it!

On another note, I met a whole bunch of family members after a long time yesterday and they were amazed as to HOW MUCH weight I’ve lost. Which is a pretty awesome thing, but it’s kinda scary because just last week I was wearing my belt on hole number 3 and today I’ve had to push it back to number 5.

Yeah, I’m really trying to up my life happenings a little. Maybe I’ll watch Breaking Dawn on the weekend and then pull all my hair out.

x EdgyShark x

x EdgyShark x

Also, I’m still living out of my suitcase which makes me feel even more like a nomad, but it’s cool like that. Anyway my pizza’s on it’s way and I’m really not in the mood to live in an apartment with so many chicks. It’s alright for once, but I wanna get out of here, get my own place.

Day one without K, and I’m already feeling like TWAT! in my stomach.

x EdgyShark x

I sat down with my case with great gusto knowing that the boss had himself given it to me, and also knowing fully well that today being a Friday, I might get a shot at leaving early and going to have fun actually wearing a pair of jeans and a top that doesn’t have a collar or reek of formality.

But my sub conscious self however kicked in and suddenly as I was sifting through the photos on K’s laptop (I carried his to work today, but STILL to no avail. The net wasn’t working there either, so its some DNS issue with me being cursed when it comes to IP access) I came to the sad revelation that I, as a person, am as tiny as it gets and I’m never going to grow taller.

I felt so funny standing there in two inch heels. Like who the hell am I kidding? As if that’s ever going to make a difference. Now I know what you must be thinking, this is purely an episode that’s playing in my head. However, it makes me feel like people don’t take me seriously or professionally because of my size.  I mean, come on! For God’s sake, Im earning as much as graduates do, and I have a brain the size of the universe. But whatever.

I’ve been drowning myself in a pool of work trying to save a total tard who’s filed a petition against his dad, who’s dad has apparently acted unlawfully by increasing the authorized share capital and what not. Seriously?

Anyway, I’m going to make myself non insignificant, non irrelevant and non inconsequential if I can. Because really, those are the things I’ve been feeling.

x EdgyShark x

Just a thought that occurred to me with some Coldplay skipping.

x EdgyShark x