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Welcoming The Summer Vacations With A Frown!

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , , , , on May 3, 2013 by soul93

If you know me well enough, you’ll know how much i dread the summers and how horribly i loath the vacations. And there is a valid reason for that.

Summers are,  in fact quite opposite to the fancy  of  a silly romantic poet. You see unlike they dream of summers, i actually frown at the mere acknowledgement and arrival of the summer seasons. To be perfectly honest i’d dream about the cool, snowy winters.

No i am not a depressing person, but summer is a depressing season. It is the harbinger of depression. It is hot and sweaty. There are mosquitoes. They suck your blood–all that is left inside. As if life doesn’t already.

Summer brings disease and illness. It brings heartbreak. Yes it does. In Asia, it is the depiction of what winters stand for in the rest of the world.

Summers. One does but sulk in summers. It is a season of fruits yes. But all these fruits bring also with them the fruit of idleness.

Everyone begins to hate everyone else in summers. Or at least i start hating people.

Ach! I welcome you, because i know you will come one day or another, but i don’t welcome you with any open arms, rather with a frown. Sick frown.


Productivity?? I Think Not.

Posted in Gun Powder!! with tags , , , on June 20, 2012 by soul93

It happened each time.. just before summer vacations i had a list sorted out of the things that i would do. Productive things too. And then the vacations arrive..and all that is done…is sleep, sleep, watch tv, use internet and sleep some more.

My heart bleeds each time this happens.

I think it is something to do with the psychology and maybe the mood. But then moods are also psychological things-ish something.

And so my heart bleeds. But i think i already told y’all that.

After each vacation i get fat and rude and i almost have forgotten how to talk a lady. Its almost like you were living in a cave..and the first hint of light made you squeal *LIGHTTT IT BURNS!!*. It probably did.

Every time i want to write down all the things that i would get done this time of the year..but forget the damn list i always end up arguing with myself..that *you go get the paper. no YOU get the paper*.

And my heart… ehh whatever.

So productivity factor= NIL.

And a time comes when i cant even remember how to spell productivity. I mean who needs productivity..when at the end of the day we are alll going to die and rot in hell…because trust me we are…

Sigh and so my heart… bleeds.

This is what i look like when asked anything about productivity.