Dear Reader,
Hello once again. The stupid exams are finally over, and sadly, despite all the studying I did pathetically. Plus, I’m doing pretty well at the Medical Entrance Institution, 2nd or 3rd in every test. And in school I’m barely passing. It sucks. Tonight, I shall let you in with how I celebrated the ending of the exams and the classic Manchester Derby that I witnessed today. So, without any further ado I shall start.
The half-yearlies ended this Friday. I hadn’t asked for permission to go out from Mother and wasn’t bothered asking either. This led to a shouting bout early in the morning between us; in the end after getting pretty pissed she gave me some money and asked me to give a definite time as to when I shall enter the fortified walls of the house. I said 4 with no plan in mind whatsoever. I went to school and met with a few people who I though I’d go along with. The two Sh brothers, Julian and Tranquil among them. I did not want to drink so the Sh brothers were dismissed. Tranquil was going with complete snobs and fakes who I don’t want to have anything to do with, at least for now. Julian and Chopie were going far away to Noida for a night spend for which I did not have permission. So, that plan was fucked too.
I had it in the back of my mind that spending the day by myself wouldn’t be that bad. Therefore, I turned to this feeling. Caught the bus back home and got off at Ambience mall, went to the KFC there, bought a Zing Kong Box and sat down to eat by myself. And you know what, it was enjoyable. I hadn’t been so free for a long time. I had money in my pocket and 3 hours to be by myself. Weirdly I found this quite elating. I took an auto to IFFCO Chowk and took another stuffed fucking auto till Rajiv Chowk. I reckon I finished 6-7 cigarettes in these 20 minutes. I took a rickshaw then to my supplier. Must have been a 30 minute cycle, where I reached a total of 10 fags. On the way I realized that company disgusts me, everyone such a hypocrite and shallow that it can’t be laughed off anymore. I got off, and a new guy gave it to me this time, a old man who affectionately is called ‘Tau’. I took four packs of 100 bucks and one big one for 150. On the way back home I made an untidy little joint for myself, and trust me this is the best my lungs have ever tasted. They were in joy by half of it. I bought another pack of fags for home and was home by 3 o’clock. An hour before. I guess the folks were pretty impressed, as this is quite unlike my usual thing.
These series of events made me feel like Holden Caulfield. It was pretty cool.
I was lying down when mum came and asked me if I wanted to go for a party, where Tranquil’s family would be too. I called Tranquil, Olaf picked up and the dick told me that Tranquil wouldn’t come. So I didn’t go. And when my parents got back they told me he had come. It’s been a long time since I’ve met him at such a party. That got screwed too.
Amazing way to celebrate the end of exams, huh?
Now to the match.
First, the filthy hypocrites can fuck off. Manchester City are cocky and today’s performance justified it. I won’t be a disgrace on a football fan and agree that United deserved the three points willingly. But, you must accept that City is finally a force in the league, they played some pretty heady football today. Illogical refereeing in the end, pathetic judgment of time. Fuck it. We’ve finally lost the first game of the season, and are yet only 3 points behind are cross town rivals plus we have another game in hand.
Show us and the Manchester derby some respect now Ferguson and all you glory hunting United fans.
But, easily the classiest game the season had had yet.
So long for now, I’ll write again in a while. Goodnight. I shall now go and use what’s left of Friday’s stock.
With all due respect,
Esh Dec In
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7 comments:
That prick Owen is even more of a piss-off now. WHY the fuck did extra time drag on so long.
Haha! Read the post match reactions. Those fans tried throwing something at Tevez and hit Garrido instead.
And a United fan ran onto the pitch after the win, and tried picking a fight with Bellamy and got slapped.
Because the referee was scared that his papa, Ferguson would say something about time not being added for the substituition. But, that's the whole point of an extra time substituition, to waste time.
It's funny, isn't it? The best company you can find is your own. I felt that a lot in Malaysia. Akeley akeley achha lagta hai.
I read this, and you sound so Holden Caulfield in it. Man, EDI, you've come such a long way.
And, oh, yes - I need the 150 bag, tomorrow.
The best company you can find is your own. I like that.
And that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me. Haha! Long way? Tu bachi hai, paagal. I've been here longer for a year and a few 15 days.
Yes, ma'am.
Hahaha...
i love the way the post progresses and dips and bounces all over the place.
and i saw the match too. on some other day i might have ranted and raved and cussed. but i don't know. there was something about this weekend that left me very mellow and fluid. and so i was pretty non-reactive when they won.
although it was difficult to predict who would eventually win.
but they did make scoring goals seem like the easiest thing to do.
and if i hadn't pledged that i would come clean, i would have borrowed the 150 bag from you too...oh well...
PS: am glad that you came back with one of your own. they are so much more better...
Wasn't that cool?
Spending time alone with oneself minus the intrusion of curious[or faked in that] countenances will most definately cause that elating feeling.
This has inspired me to take some time off and hit the KFC menu.
And you found Impeding Doom weirdly cool/funny?
Hahaha, bet it was the 'silence the oppresors' that made you laugh.I am glad you enjoyed it, in whichever weird way.XD
:D
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