Seriously!!! It has been a while since I posted last. I m trying really hard to complete just one article but the time is not on my side. Sunday was a day of joys, cheers and full on masti. I had so much to write on but unfortunately my result came on Wednesday taking away all the ecstasy. It was so bloody bad. Then I thought may be I could pull my thoughts on my result and how angry and upset I was but what the hell that feeling also passed. It was gone with the wind. Everyone got my spirits up and yet again I wasn’t able to make use of my emotion. Damn!!!
Wow!!! I was in “aw” when I came back from Ambience on Sunday. It was such an awesome experience. It was the day of debut of my Table Tennis career. Let me make it clear, I play well(:D). And the food was fantastic. My friend’s mother makes the best sambhar chawal I have ever had. And then it was time for us to visit the mall. To be precise I had a blast, we all did. And I captured every single moment of the day.
Before result, I made a small note in my phone on what I need to post this time. It had something I kept telling my friends. It was that I was not scared about the result and I should have been. I read somewhere once that its good to be scared as it means you have something to lose (yeah I dint read it was said by one of my grey’s anatomy character). I was very scared because I was not scared and I told the same to my friend just a night before and I was right. Well, what has happened has happened. The funny thing is I was supposed to compete with my genius brother (90 types) and after viewing my result I was like “What was I thinking?” I was naïve to envy him but he’s perfect and I might not accept it (I have a big ego) but somewhere deep deep down, I wanna be like him. He never talks rubbish, he is firm and everybody loves his “idealness”. I know he won’t read this blog so I can write without admitting it anyway. I know I sometimes say to myself that I hate him when he’s rude or doesn’t reply or dominate me but I don’t. he’s my brother and I know he is always there for me even if he don’t say it. I hope some day we’ll share the same relationship we had as kids.
So result is over and gone are the days of school. I am officially a high school pass out. Woopppiieee!!!! Congo to all those who are 12th grads and if you dint get the expected result, remember God intended it and something great is gonna come up… that’s what everybody keep telling me. :D
Hey I’ve got 5 followers. Yiippiiee!!! But what do guys follow here? When I write rubbish, I get comments and when my posts are rational, people overlook them. HUH!!!
