Famous are these words in every graduate's life - '' Beta inter aur competitive exams acche se pass kar lo, phir toh aish hee aish hey '' and then in that hope of getting rid of comparisons, making our parents proud and to enjoy that freedom we eventually slog our ass off and get into an XYZ college.
Story starts here, the freedom that was shown as a carrot for the horse to keep running turns out to be a prank and then suddenly forget enjoying we realize that we are suddenly too old to be in the company of kids (who at times call u uncle / aunty also) and then for the elders u r a spoilt KID who refuses to grow out of his mental diapers, now starts the TAMASHA of a man-boy / women-girl, where one eventually ends up being confused if he is actually a grown up or a cerelac baby .. :P
Enter college and then the pressure - to look nice, CREATE a good impression, get noticed and famous and keeping it up at all times (in my case controversial),then eventually of having a girlfriend / boyfriend just to have your own cinematic yash raj type candy-floss filled love story with the feeling of eternal louve (all pun intended) which dies out in 4 yrs with the title BHAIYYA / BEHEN, cheating and writing internals and those begging for marks and the endless fights, till all this is going on the longing for the end gets intense and once all this holy crap is over, begins the REAL BAND BAAJA BARAAT .. :P
If luckily / unluckily u land a job when in college, the endless wait for the D.O.J begins and as if that was not enuf ppl who are already working crib that it's hell while the ones who haven't got in are desperately waiting to get into the same public toilet called a software job and then come the functions, the shaadi's where every uncle and aunty scans u up and down like a lecherous dog and happily grins '' Next tera number hey '' (hw I wish we could tell them the same thing at funerals ) as if the only purpose of life is to get married and produce kids :P and that too as if population of india is less :P (and some idiots do this as well, seriously !!! why study if all that one wanted was marriage at 22 and kids like instand maggi at 23) and then we ourselves look at our friends if in relationships and get into a dreamland of kaash I also had a girlfriend / boyfriend while the ones in a relationship are busy farting away their happiness to glory fully aware of the fact that they are polishing their acting skills with lies.. :P and then the drama's at home where u r still a kid who has no idea what he is doing in life and then all of a sudden ur walking style is a problem, ur dressing sense is a problem and talking back = argument and suddenly u r a REBEL .. :P
In the midst of all this there will be a few who still remain sane thanx to their buffaloe like skin while the rest are fighting with themselves and the world around TO TELL - '' I AM SOMETHING '' (mow don't ask what that something is ).. :P and after all this we still manage to roll out of the gutter ( mainly in btw 21-26yrs ) and yet we keep searching for what we really want to do, the ones who are in a job looking for something that beats the 9 to 5 routine and the ones jobless thinking what has to be done :P suddenly everything about I, ME , MYSELF becomes a problem and everything around looks un-unsually nice and perfect .. :P MAYA I say .. :P (not bad .. :P the godman in me has awakened :P )
Now coming to the point why the hell did I write this piece of heavenly shit and why the hell did I waste ur time ... A) because this is the life story of almost every mortal on planet earth ... so relax, chill and don't waste ur time by comparing ur life with every tom, dick and harry because u never know .. :P kaun kitna kameena hey .. :P
Story starts here, the freedom that was shown as a carrot for the horse to keep running turns out to be a prank and then suddenly forget enjoying we realize that we are suddenly too old to be in the company of kids (who at times call u uncle / aunty also) and then for the elders u r a spoilt KID who refuses to grow out of his mental diapers, now starts the TAMASHA of a man-boy / women-girl, where one eventually ends up being confused if he is actually a grown up or a cerelac baby .. :P
Enter college and then the pressure - to look nice, CREATE a good impression, get noticed and famous and keeping it up at all times (in my case controversial),then eventually of having a girlfriend / boyfriend just to have your own cinematic yash raj type candy-floss filled love story with the feeling of eternal louve (all pun intended) which dies out in 4 yrs with the title BHAIYYA / BEHEN, cheating and writing internals and those begging for marks and the endless fights, till all this is going on the longing for the end gets intense and once all this holy crap is over, begins the REAL BAND BAAJA BARAAT .. :P
If luckily / unluckily u land a job when in college, the endless wait for the D.O.J begins and as if that was not enuf ppl who are already working crib that it's hell while the ones who haven't got in are desperately waiting to get into the same public toilet called a software job and then come the functions, the shaadi's where every uncle and aunty scans u up and down like a lecherous dog and happily grins '' Next tera number hey '' (hw I wish we could tell them the same thing at funerals ) as if the only purpose of life is to get married and produce kids :P and that too as if population of india is less :P (and some idiots do this as well, seriously !!! why study if all that one wanted was marriage at 22 and kids like instand maggi at 23) and then we ourselves look at our friends if in relationships and get into a dreamland of kaash I also had a girlfriend / boyfriend while the ones in a relationship are busy farting away their happiness to glory fully aware of the fact that they are polishing their acting skills with lies.. :P and then the drama's at home where u r still a kid who has no idea what he is doing in life and then all of a sudden ur walking style is a problem, ur dressing sense is a problem and talking back = argument and suddenly u r a REBEL .. :P
In the midst of all this there will be a few who still remain sane thanx to their buffaloe like skin while the rest are fighting with themselves and the world around TO TELL - '' I AM SOMETHING '' (mow don't ask what that something is ).. :P and after all this we still manage to roll out of the gutter ( mainly in btw 21-26yrs ) and yet we keep searching for what we really want to do, the ones who are in a job looking for something that beats the 9 to 5 routine and the ones jobless thinking what has to be done :P suddenly everything about I, ME , MYSELF becomes a problem and everything around looks un-unsually nice and perfect .. :P MAYA I say .. :P (not bad .. :P the godman in me has awakened :P )
Now coming to the point why the hell did I write this piece of heavenly shit and why the hell did I waste ur time ... A) because this is the life story of almost every mortal on planet earth ... so relax, chill and don't waste ur time by comparing ur life with every tom, dick and harry because u never know .. :P kaun kitna kameena hey .. :P
