Everyday I wake up with the strong determination of breathing till EOD (read End Of Day) so life is going on. As a day starts, I walk out of the home thinking of every possible way to diasgree with any kind of propositions that may come my way. And if they dont come my way, I go in search of them. Cannot think of coming home without a single argument or a fight one day.
Life was going all unsmooth just the way I wanted it. No peace, no calm and my mission is accomplished!
I had met this lady a few days back. Her name was Ms Pest.
Life went on tortourously when I bumped into this other lady who called herself Ms Opt.
The next day I woke up with a determination but not of keeping my O2-CO2 content in check. I was determined to keep my smile on till EOD. And I did just that. Anyone who tried to break an argument with me could not make any addition to their argument-collection.Things were going on as smooth as they could and even if they went unsmooth, they failed to take my smile away.
Thats when I met Ms Pract.
Now this Lady stood for no nonsense.
The days that followed saw in me a wise girl waking up determined to face things as they are, smiling when she had to and not failing to say a thing or 2 in return to those blokes who seemed to break loose a vocabulory that made the most rotten men blush!
And thats my story Ladies and Gentlemen!
Story of a lost journalist 
ask miss pract to tell me the meaning of this……
it is clear that a social ensemble thus constituted possesses both a solidity rooted in a particular mode of reproduction and its reperesentations through which the bilogical species is connected to its humanity, which is a tributary of time as wella as a certain fragility as a result of the fact that through its universality, the symbolic common denominator is necesaarily echoed in the corresponding symbolic denominator of another sociocultutal ensemble
Comment by just a jester — September 17, 2006 @ 17:38 |
just a jester’s blogs get inspired by ur blogs, rt? but tell the person that this one was way too much. (The source of inspiration n its aftermath)
Try not to repeat this- both of ye
(Think of other jesters, readers…)
Comment by just another jester — September 24, 2006 @ 03:04 |
maybe ppl started the argument coz they were really worked up, tense and scared………………on seeing your smile.
i am baaaack!
Comment by Me! — September 25, 2006 @ 02:46 |
🙂
Comment by Yshak — September 25, 2006 @ 16:13 |
🙂
Comment by alex — September 28, 2006 @ 16:34 |
I was optimistic to feel that I can be a practicalist but was pessimistic in achieving it.. Hence I remained what I was, the confusionist..
Comment by Javed Miandad — January 15, 2011 @ 21:24 |