Curiosity...

I want the world to know that despite what they think of me, how I am on their perspectives, as a stoner, well to them I can give a big salute ( do i even need to mention with which part of the either of my hands ). It's three forty five in the morning, I can feel the chill of the breeze stroking my skin and I can hear the stray dogs barking while I'm here staring at my computer screen, watching the flow of the letters as I am typing this piece on the notepad. This is something I never truly noticed earlier. The beauty and the charisma of the letters appearing out of nowhere on the screen as I type or press particular keys on my keyboard without even looking at the keyboard, is amazing. Why am I writing this? Why am I finding it very amusing out of nowhere? Will I ever get the answers to this questions? Will the thirst of my curiosity will ever be quenched? It remains to be seen...

BACK WITH A BANG!!

Finally, after all these time, here I am finding myself out here yet again writing out my own thoughts which are read by almost noone. Still I'm here HAHA! Finishing up my college and starting to work as an intern has certainly brought up some changes in me. The maturity of being a responsible employee has indeed given me something to look forward for. 

The past is past, yes, I've had my share of stuffs to screw up, but the thing is you learn from your mistakes, don't you? No wonder I can feel the new breeze of awakening coming to me after all these times. I no longer feel insecure about anything, I am a lot more confident than I have ever been and to make it even better, I am actually loving each and every moment of the days that I am spending at work and at home (unlike how I used to loathe every moment before). YAY!!!
This is my personal blog and whatever I write is all about how I feel, so if anyone gets offended (not that I have intended to offend anyone), I don't give a shit!! :D

Cheerios from the City of Temples
Nischhal

Basically a baseless thoughts!!!

I’m currently trembling while typing or should I say, writing this shit on my keyboard. Is it the cold weather or my own inability to taste, let alone digest, the bitter truth? Despised and hated by the one I love the most, the inner demon in me as laughing at me at my own stupidity for he led me to believe me that me of all people, is superior to all the living beings in this massive world. How fool of me to believe such bullshit! I’ve got my exams tomorrow, made a foolish mistake of calling that person and making myself feel worse than what I was feeling before the call. I don’t blame her but me for this. I brought this upon myself and well I have to face it as long as I take my last breath, until the last “thump” of my heart. I cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel as the tunnel seems to last forever.” Whatever the consequences may be, I should not give up.”  This is what I used to think. Now I can do nothing but laugh at myself for thinking that way. Not achieved even a single thing at my age in this phase of the human civilization is a big spit on my face. Everytime I walk in the streets I can see people laughing at me, laughing at my incompetence.