After a Glorious start to this blog page and with hardly two or three published stories now i wonder what to write. am running out of ideas and i a'int so imaginative recently. May be am getting old. Or may be am not as awesom as i thought myself.
My life examined on a detailed basis, there is a lot of scope to write about how stupid a guy can be with the chaos attached. Anything and everything i touch from my very childhood turned out always to be chaos combined with stupidities. To rewind about those days. I Always dreamt of being the topper of class, being the best basket ball player, being able to dance well, being able to sing or to atleast do a speech well . Some or the other way to impress the opposite gender. But how to get there and its only possible once you hard work. Oh please ME! I invented lazyness.
i was that chubby kid who could'nt do anything usefull my entire school life .my inner mind now confirm its not feelings its true. My Entire School life had 8 annual days in 12 years which i could have performed something. But what to do me the scared lazy kid never could dance but i always imagine self dance scenarios in the brain. There i even equalled dance maestro Hrithik in some steps.
I was a member in redhouse of the four sports houses in school. On a positive note 7th and 8th grade of school i could do some sports activities like football , basketball etc because we were a patched up team of all the loosers. Even my performance in the team felt like of messi or sometimes bolt . Now you guys can imagine how stupid the team was. And one good part the girl i had crush at that phase was in our house. So me being dressed in red jersey at those rare occasions of a match made me feel so special because i got to impress her . But that didnt last long 9th std as the new term begin . There were major swaps transferring all good strong and handsome guys of class being transferred to the Red house. Now i became the substitute of a substitute in the team ,also water boy to the main sprinters. So thats an END to my school sports life and show off oppurtunity to my crush.
And then i decided to be powerful. To have an identity to myself. So gloriously gave my name to contest in School Assistant Captain elections. Yes i decided this is my chance to prove. My best friend encouraged . To have the entire school vote for me i prepared a speech with fierce and might. The best person in my life who knew english crazy well was my cousin and she was in 11th. Took a day off and with her prepared a great speech to inspire the school. Learnt it in detail word by word, line by line. Finaly the campaign day . The day to deliver a great speech. My name was announced loud for speech. I walked up and got some claps on the way. But what was supposed to be inspirational made me forget things. After each clap i forgot each line of the speech . So finaly when i reached up i had no clue why i went up. And its first time in my life i saw a huge number of people front of me. In panic and trembling somehow i managed to tell. *Dear all please vote for me* . Not sure how i told that too. So the inspiration i thought will be able to give turned out to be my death bed . And the result day i gloriously won 7 votes loosing myself to the hero of school. He had around 115 votes. But luckily out of the 4 people who contested i became the second last from down.
Disastrous! But atleast i tried something. But why do you try something when you know its disastrous. But i didnt know it will be this disastrous and i tried. But why do you try to for something that will make your life disastrous. Its always a disaster. Then why so you exist . It just happens. Why do it happen. Its destined. Why its destiny. I dont know. Fine let me just run away from all these and just EAT.
I hope you all realise why am always FAT .
