Going away....
The Phone Rang , and Rang ,..... they had to wait till , he sprinted from the library, and attends to this long distance call for him , it had ringed for the sixth time , as he was in the unusual
spot for him to locate , library was very non- him , but very few knew what drove him there.
The wind was kind , but the skies weren't . the air was as damp as soaked as a sponge and the effort was immense , but all that did not bother him , A zillion thoughts were crossing his mind now.. the foremost was how did his sister do ,on her crucial exams ,now that she was all alone preparing for her exams without the big brother overseeing her for some unprecedented troubles and emotional upheavals she must be facing ,
and How was his fathers new project coming along?,
is mother being able to walk now ? , after the devil had cast his dirty spell of black magic over the dearest thing he could find on planet earth ....his mother's Menisci.
Nature was Unkind and Failure's were infallible, eventual and with the perfect timing ,
Hostel wasn't he had in mind when he thought about his life, it came as a difficult time not being able to see and talk to those ir-replacable people in his life , ........But It was the beginning to the new lesson he had to learn , a preface to the chapters to unfold in the Fable called Life.
He fell in love and lost , he took his tests and failed , he cried alone , and he fell..just to rise and , rIse he did..so such heights , that It started to seem fair after all..... but the funny thing is not the learning, its the forgetting , and learning all those things all over again..i guess that happens to retards , and he was/is no exception ...
"Life is a bitch , screw it like a dog "..someone tells me, for those of you ,who caught the fun there in the figure of speech... i pity you,
" thou shall you be tested "...
Running out of ideas ...more later..
spot for him to locate , library was very non- him , but very few knew what drove him there.
The wind was kind , but the skies weren't . the air was as damp as soaked as a sponge and the effort was immense , but all that did not bother him , A zillion thoughts were crossing his mind now.. the foremost was how did his sister do ,on her crucial exams ,now that she was all alone preparing for her exams without the big brother overseeing her for some unprecedented troubles and emotional upheavals she must be facing ,
and How was his fathers new project coming along?,
is mother being able to walk now ? , after the devil had cast his dirty spell of black magic over the dearest thing he could find on planet earth ....his mother's Menisci.
Nature was Unkind and Failure's were infallible, eventual and with the perfect timing ,
Hostel wasn't he had in mind when he thought about his life, it came as a difficult time not being able to see and talk to those ir-replacable people in his life , ........But It was the beginning to the new lesson he had to learn , a preface to the chapters to unfold in the Fable called Life.
He fell in love and lost , he took his tests and failed , he cried alone , and he fell..just to rise and , rIse he did..so such heights , that It started to seem fair after all..... but the funny thing is not the learning, its the forgetting , and learning all those things all over again..i guess that happens to retards , and he was/is no exception ...
"Life is a bitch , screw it like a dog "..someone tells me, for those of you ,who caught the fun there in the figure of speech... i pity you,
" thou shall you be tested "...
Running out of ideas ...more later..
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