A Page From The Diary Of A Nasty Cynic!

Posted in Because i said so.. with tags , , , , on November 13, 2012 by soul93

*drum rolls*

As everything seems to happen to the sound of drum rolls these days!

Hello i am a cynic. I am not sure whether i always was..but that is what i am these days…and these days happens to be a long time.

So i woke up…like everyone else…only better at many things…And i usually wake up in a nice-ish mood. But then i know something nasty always happens that i feel like pounding every living object *insert Human Being*.

Hey don’t blame me…okay just don’t. There is no feeling in this world or any other for that matter of having a little smile thing on your face because you feel good about yourself and then suddenly like a cool breeze which runs down your spine…there are a few many dim wits jeering. Ay Caramba!

The newspaper was the same old pile of *fresh* shit.

Moving on..i see a few lazy bums, worthless excuses of men, losers who claim to be on  some sort of a  winning streak of being adorably lame..and many more people having the same attributes. I nod in disregard.

They think i like them. I mostly don’t.

Then what! Soon slowly and painfully night comes…oh many incidents do occur in between but if they were any important or any less tormenting i’d have put them here.

More people..more brooding over things that are as important as a rats a**…and yada yada yada.

Night comes…and finally i can get some sleep. Like everyone else.

But many things happen in between…like i said if they were any worthy i would have put them here.



Ba Dum Tuss

Posted in Brick on November 6, 2012 by soul93

*Bad Joke*

The Man of a Donkey That I Would Like to Flog!

Posted in Anger Management with tags , , , on October 9, 2012 by soul93

So have you seen this kind yet?? You must have..after all we live among them. It could be that guy sitting right next to you. Or that other sloppy bozo who makes merry out of your misery.

It could be any one? But who again are we talking about here. That same man of a donkey who will always bloody ridicule himself at the sake of that ******* thing called love!

He is a donkey and he can not see things the way animals, for instance humans can. He will do things for love, what he thinks or likes to call it! He feels a petty emotion creeping up inside his empty skull and instantly calls it love. He will want to bang every dog for that matter.

He would see colors in front of his eyes and he will think that these colors are divine…while the case is not so…these colors are there because he has been high on his stench for a long time.

Call me a cynic..or whatever you feel like doing do…i loath such kind. It is a show of low-life…a fact which makes the other irritate. It is a syndrome in fact.. These man-donkeys have wasted their time, life and brain.

The fodder that they are after will never be of a good kind. It is in fact mostly disgusting, poisonous and filthy!

He would make a fool out of himself because that is one thing…the only human quality that he is good at.

That is one donkey i would like to flog.

FL\log for better or for worse.

Of Passport Size Photos..and Me!

Posted in Rage and rave on October 3, 2012 by soul93

I would wear the nicest of clothes. And make my face up in a pretty presentable way. I will do my hair in a nice way too. And then i will sit in front of the camera. The nice photographer will tell me to smile. I will. I must. I am given no other choice. A flash of light, blinding light if i may, and another. The nice photographer will then tell me that it is done.

Then finally the photograph will come out.

And then…and then.

A horror story will begin. No matter how hard i try…and how many times i do so. such photographs in which i am supposed to look presentable and well..’official’ i always end up looking like a dud. A horror story. A freak and messed up!

And not that i have any problem with that…but c’mon i am a nice person who should have nice looking photos. I have every right to look presentable.

The blue background is not a problem at all. But the face in front of it is not up to what i had in mind. Every time i sit on the bench and the light flashes…a very pleasant image comes to my mind.

I always think that it will be of a person with nice hair and a pretty smile…a face which makes a wild heart race….or a steady heart beat with affection. Which makes people go wild in the knees if not that. And if not even that then at least it should be pleasant enough that people can flirt away with you.

And what comes out..is a picture of a savage looking person. The eye bags clearly showing…more like a ruffian. Lips twisted into a heinous smile. Eyes ..drunk. Nose..never mind.

The nice man who edits the picture asks me if it is okay…and i sadly nod. Too overcome by an unknown emotion. And slowly i walk away.



Posted in Code Series with tags , , , on September 30, 2012 by soul93

Code: Black!

Origin: A long way back.

Scream on top of your lungs…*BLACK*

Throw in a few punches and kicks..

Slice them, dice them…and URGHHHH!!!

Smoke and night.


Take THAT You!

Posted in Brick on September 28, 2012 by soul93

hahah i found this randomly on the internet…and wanted to share this…:D

Lol and can i tell you how many imposter humans i have come across…TAKE THAT YOU IMPOSTERS!!

The H and the D…Hypocricy vs Diplomacy or Simply a Hypocrites Diplomacy!?

Posted in Because i said so.. with tags , , , , , , , on July 21, 2012 by soul93

What complication is this, you ask? Well simply putting in supposedly simple words, it is a daze. A rugged truth. They say that these two are different things. And i agree. For i know of my nature. It is a diplomats. I do many things the diplomatic  way.

But merely because of that can i be considered a hypocrite? No! Your Honor, NO!  If one simply checks the dictionary meaning of both one will find them to be at a very different level.

While a diplomat is only a clever person of the finest quality, a hypocrite is a clever person of  um a heinous kind. Am i not being true?

While *in fictional terms* a diplomat is known to bedazzle and boggles the minds of everyone with its wondrous and eloquent speech, a hypocrite only perturbs the minds of simpletons. *They all get hurt in the end..the crazy simpletons*

But am i being fair? Am i being discriminatory? I only have my fingers crossed.

Take for instance the phrase..*All is fair in love and war*. In a hypocrites point of view:

  • there never was any love, or
  • there never commenced any war, or
  • it never was fair.

While a diplomat will think of it as:

  • if it was love, it was definitely fair, or
  • if it was a war, why was it fair, or
  • war and love are parallel points of an anti parallel road.

But does the fact prove that i am not a hypocrite? It simply could be a hypocrites diplomacy. Why can a hypocrite not be diplomatic! Pooh that is ridiculous. Any one can be anything.

In that point what would a hypocritic diplomat say that “If there is love, there wouldn’t be any war and everything would be fair, but the thing is it never was love but a delusion, and for that matter it never was, is or may be fair”

Shambles, shenanigan’s, failure, trust! Humbug. Humbug.

It exists. It exists not.

And only a drunk man will stand up right now and say..”Hypo whaaaa!!?”

So it is confusing. A hypocrite will say the right was is the wrong way. But a diplomat will say both ways are right..