'Bewdy'

Sophocles once said”call no man happy till he dies” i am in a state of neutral, neither sad nor happy. I think i don’t know myself.I don't want to trample his thoughts.

I have just returned from a night out with my friends after seeing munni in ‘’dabangg’’. My head is swinging, seems gravity is oscillating between 0⁰ and 360⁰. My steps are heavy, i cannot walk but i dare to challenge usain bolt right now.I am lazy to move and i am not into a stupor and didn’t had a pint of wine. I hate drinking and dining but love enjoying in everything i do.

I am blank , the world is crazy for me. Money is waste, necessary enough to own basic amenities. A concoction of thoughts is bothering me. My ram is heavily loaded and data retrieval is hanged up. I am not a supercomputer neither a surrogate. I think i am the greatest gift of God to mankind and i feel guilty of it. I have a sense of superiority to all the geeks and nerds. Why am i not a geek? I am envy of them. I remember Bill gates saying “respect all the geeks because one day you might fall working to them”. The world is an everyday living disaster for me and its beautiful too. I love the Germantown, love the way geese flies in aerodynamic shape, yumthang valley of Sikkim, the serene leh and many others which will go out of words. The world sucks! The recency of sound is bothering me and i don’t give a damn.

I am hungry but i am not foolish. Go and screw yourself the honoured ‘Steve Jobs’. I will make it without being foolish. I am being too much concerned and all of sudden everything flies out in an air of insouciance.

I have stepped up to my room onto the 2^nd floor. Its 4:30 in the morning. I am dying to watch another episode of “Big Bang theory’’ with a small chunk of my mind asking to go on a drive to NH-8,the express highway from Delhi to Jaipur. I love driving and i hate traffic. I want to teach a lesson of politics to Ms. Mayawati, ban Pakistani team from playing cricket, sack the CWG organisers, and restore republican thought in people’s mind. I hate politics and corruption, I love India. My room, the surrounding wardrobe, its ambience, bed and everything looks banal. I want to dance and dance like ‘’sallu’’ in ‘Dabangg’.

I am in my sense. The genie within me is trying to come out of the lamp and i want to do wonder. I am wondering. I am sleeping!