FURY IN MY HEART
I recently finished reading "The Catcher in the Rye". Awe-fucking-some book man!. This post is inspired by this book but not in a way Partner was inspired by Hitch or many of the recent movies are inspired by other movies. I thought, I should also list things which makes me want to puke. These things were always there in my heart but I never had guts to puke them out. Its the book which made me feel to write this crap.
Anyway, I hate people making "Double-Quote" gesture with their hands while speaking. Ick!. Why do they do this. This is very, to say the least, disgusting to me. Whats the point in making those stupid looking gesture while speaking. You can emphasize your words by doing million other things.
Anyway, I took this stupid photo (sorry for bad quality) today. These kind of corny things are prevalent in the region around me.
This gate is always closed. Why not make a goddamn wall? This stinks. I have stopped going by that road. It is so frustrating to see that again every time you go. Puking stuff! Anyway, Most of the government Dept's, those should be working closely, are working very independently. Let's take those making roads and those laying underground cables. Cable walas will always come after the road construction is complete and will start digging it. This always happens like this only. No one cares! Can't they collaborate, work closely or something.
This gate is always closed. Why not make a goddamn wall? This stinks. I have stopped going by that road. It is so frustrating to see that again every time you go. Puking stuff! Anyway, Most of the government Dept's, those should be working closely, are working very independently. Let's take those making roads and those laying underground cables. Cable walas will always come after the road construction is complete and will start digging it. This always happens like this only. No one cares! Can't they collaborate, work closely or something. They made a side road around IIT hostel gate and there was lot of fuss about it. Those road side rehdiwalas were displaced and after 8-10 months they have completely removed the roads and are making subways or something. God knows! Poor Bastards. No planning...Only monkey business.
This list can go on but I have no patience to tell you all that. Hopefully, You are also not interested in reading anymore. How can I cut it without mentioning those corny "K..." serials. They stinks as hell. Those repetitive actions (may be as silly as having a look at somebody) showing same thing 4-5 times kills me. If you feel like it then look at the ladies with all that makeup in those serials. You will surely feel like puking.
3 comments:
He wants to cross that bridge, he doesnt know, but he wants to do that, he is confused, he is not sure what he really wants, but he really wants to cross that bridge, somethin' is there inside him that wants to cross it n he thinks he also wants to do that n he just does that, thinkin' that he'll see what happens. And the bridge is broken right after he is done with crossin' it. He cant go back now. He starts thinkin', thinkin' bout zillions of things, bout himself, bout the one inside him, bout the f-king bridge. What he has done in the process is that he left a part of himself at the other end of the bridge, the bridge that's been broken now n he cant have it back n he lives all his life without that part of him that he thought he was just leavin' there but now it is lost, 'coz he cant have it back. He cant have it back. And he lives all his life with a hole inside him, the hole that cant be filled by anthin' in the world n he lives with it, till the end.
In reality the only bridge u've gotta cross is the one inside u and u've always got to be sure of it. U can run so fast in the world outside of u but u cant run away from the world that u've got inside u.
I think I am pretty near to that bridge of yours.
Here i say..U know u're right!!
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