The Decision

Hellons..

Well, I decided not to continue with the rest of my "failure series" stories.

The Reason :

People started calling in numbers, to console me, telling,

"it happens yaar,... never loose heart,... you'll get your success, if not in this life time, may be in the next"

and all of a sudden i was feeling like a tsunami victim, robbed of everything, thinking..

"what a failure i have been.." ( u mean that was really a failure..?).

So the decision. albeit a painful one, had to take it now. Or my self esteem and confidence would have dived, might have even tunnelled right through the sea bed in search of the mantle and core of our earth.

Here comes the new series, "Tale of a Robot : Lost in competition."

Let's Start it from the next blog.

Here I start... My first time... "Making of a frustoo"

My first blog... and like every first time stuffs, i'm a bit tensed now too...let me introduce myself. Quoting a testimonial by one of my friends...

"The Biggest Frustoo in the history of BIT"

Thanks there buddy. Well, I donno whether I'm the biggest frustooo n all.. but 'm sure of making it to the all time frustoos of BIT, Mesra.
As they say, behind every criminal there'll be a long sad story, ther'll be a very sad story behind every frustoo too... Just that, there were 15 long stories behind mine...
Guys .. I'm talking someone's personal stuff here. so.... hush.....

"There were these three kids, two guys n a gal, all studying in the first std. They were really close friends , or atleast one of them ( read 'I' and here after referred as he) thought so. May be the influence of watching so many tamil romantic movies, one of them (told you .. read 'I') developed a huge crush for the gal. Thank god.. he could atleast distinguish a guy n a gal... what if.....

chal.. anyways.... so this huge crush changed the entire life of this guy. he wanted to be near her always wanted to take her in his arms n dance like in all those movies he watched. But can you believe it.. Gals, even at such young age, can gauge ur looks, smartness..n all.. Why else would she choose the other guy over him (from here on referred as 'the bloody idiot' ). This was more than what our little hero could take.... So he ......

he dreamt....

(I donno whether a nested quote is a valid blogging syntax.. but plzz, mere bhavanaon ko samjho..)

"What if.... what if her father killed some one, is on a run and decides to hide in my school ( now that was his choice and you shud know i respect people's choices even in my dreams) .. Police comes ... arrests him... drags him into the police jeep.... n all this , all this infront of 'our hero's' beautiful little
gal. by the way.. The bloody Idiot was absent that day (i donno why.. may be he had a fever or something). She was heart broken and about to collapse ... wait.. here comes our hero.. she holds her close to him.. n thinks
"oh.. a dream come true..."
"
" %all quotes duly closed.

And since then, I have been waiting.. , for 15 years now, for that bloody guy to kill some one.. Well.. you know what, he doesnt have even the slightest intention of killing any one.. ( may be, except for me)

For your information just last year, when i was in my final year of engineering I dreamt of her once again.. but , you wouldnt believe it, this time she was with one of my classmates in BIT.


God have some mercy.......