I am Back...am I ?? (i suck at titles)

See...board exams just got over...
(they should actually have named it BORED-om exams ~!)...
and i have nuthin better to do...
so am back to blogging..!!

You've read about disasters,confusions,and all kinda random stuff I've written...
well..I hope u've read them...and if you've not....
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE !!! READ THEM...
It takes so much of effort writing them,sitting in fronta the computer,looking at the screen,eyes begin to ache...hands becum tired...fingers swell up wid all the typing...I gotta put my brains to use (well...I actually don't...but still,is nice to write that part...brains !!)...then i have to keep talkin' to myself while writing,and my ears havta listen to all the crap i speak...i end up wid depression listening to all the painful disasters of life...depression kills sleep,and i begin to get dark circles,which spoils the face i love so much...which gives me more depression...so ultimately i land up in fronta psychiatrists and counselors,who give me sleeping pills...me being too impatient, overdose...the next thing i know is I'm in a hospital,getting all kindza injections,living on medicines....and yea...the last time i was admitted,the wicked doctors gave me anesthesia,put me to sleep (no not that sleep...temporary sleep) and sold off one of my kidneys,one of my lungs,half of my liver,and i guess my brain too,but am not too sure of that...i dont remember whether i had it before all this or not...but yea,is a bad feeling..and to top that,they even charged me money for the operations...a whole fortune !!
So you know....Blogging is a task in itself...
needs courage...bravery...a lotta tolerance power...
is not everyone's cuppa tea !!
So yea...I deserve,need,and demand appreciation...
Thankyou !

Moving forward...With no blogs in the past few months,a lotta people hav cum up wid all kindza assumptions why i was off writing stuff...
The main ones being "Maybe Divij is busy studyin for his exams n taht why he's stopped bloggin..."..
and for all those masterminds who did think thats the reason...
You suck at guessing !!

Studies...no !!
Worries...Yea !!!
Just like disasters,confusion,and all other mishaps...
Worries too have becum an integral part of my life...
First the worries related to skool nd homework...then worrying
about girls (which actually still continues...)...then about exams...
and now about the result,and what i gotta do now,that skool is over.
As for the *what i gotta do* part,theres a whole blog post which describes my confusion in taht area...
and the second one...the result !!

What will the result be like...??
well i know what it will be like...but still...maybe a miracle happens...
they lose my papers nd give me an 95 in all subjects to compensate...
or maybe they exchange my marks wid one of the toppers...
or better...the cbse gets into debt,becums bankrupt and shuts overnight !!

But...having a record for undergoin' disasters all through my life,
this one seems quite unlikely...
So what I gotta worry about now is the part about the post-result trauma.
Parents.
Facing them,getting scolded,comments on evrything...suddenly all the wrong stuff
u did all thru the year (wrong according to them,i mean)...all your partying,going around,friends,girlfriends...evrything just cums into scene !!
So after a lotta worrying,thinking, and research...i've cum to the conclusion that this probably is the best way out...

and i'll write it all in a letter to my Dad..(Luv u dad !!)
hoping he understands !! Here's what the letter will be like,and I'm ending the blog wid the letter...and yup,now that i absolutely have nothing to do, You're gonna be bombarded wid more of ma stuff in the next few days.Yup so the letter....which will reach my dad the day i get the result.....
PS.The letter idea is not mine,i read it somewhere...just making sum changes to it.



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Dear Dad,
It's with great regret,and sorrow that I'm writing to u.
When you'll get this letter...i'll probably be in Goa.
I had to elope with my new girlfriend,because I wanted to
avoid a scene with mom and you.See,I luv you both a lot...
and want to be a good son,so i don't really want to fight or rebel.
And i love Kareena a lot !!

I know you guys are really cool,and hav never minded my relationships
with anybody...you've given me so much of space,so much freedom...
but,I know you wouldn't have approved of her,
because of her tattoos,piercings,excessively revealing clothes...and
the fact that she's 5 years older than me.
But dad,it's not just the love and passion...
Kareena is pregnant. She says we will be very happy together.
She owns a beach house and parties every night.and we dream of having more
children...many more children !

Kareena's opened my eyes to the fact that Marijuana actually duzant really hurt anyone.We'll grow lotsa it,and will even trade the marijuana for cocaine and ecstacy...and well...these days i'm into crystal meth too.
She knows a lotta nice,decent and helpful people who'll help us earn our living,by paying us a good sum in exchange of the marijuana.

And Kareena loves me a lot.After she met me,she's stopped sleeping wid other boys of the colony for the 50 bucks she charged them.
Now I'm sure too that we'll be happy together.
Whenever you need any kinda help,do lemme know,i'm your son !
I'll send you any amount of marijuana,at a 5% discount !!

In the meantime,we can hope and pray that science finds a cure for AIDS,
so that Kareena can get better.She deserves it !
Don't worry dad, I'v even given my class 12 exams,nd can look after maself now.
Someday,I'm sure we will get back and visit you so that you can
get to know your grandchildren.
Take care of mom.

And yea,I'm sorry..
I needed a car,so am taking your new one,hope you dont mind it.
And,am also sorry,I forged your signature and have taken away all the cash in the bank account...
which i again hope you wont mind...I know you're a strong person,and a
hard-working man,and will earn it all again...You'll do it !!
Oh yea,i forgot,you'll have to move out within a week too,coz i've finalised a deal, and the house is sold...but i know u'll understand...i had to make a house for Kareena.

Lots and lots of love,
Your loving,obedient,caring,decent,responsible Son,
Divij.
Muah !!

PS - Dad,nothing of the above is true.
I'm at Tan's place...just wanted to remind you
that there are worse things in life than my boards result.
I love you a lot..
Call me when it's safe to come home.



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