Wrongly Impressed

It's one of my basic work's:


It was one of those weird days, when i fell sick.It was like haunting experience for my mom with the worst word around "study".Having being booed all the way long, i pushed myself to the what called"beasts".Ah! i felt in one of my exotic fantasies,suddenly as a deadbeat man,i came back to my dungeon(which i feel).Oh! what a fascinating lady srry a girl, i know her i thought for a second ,may be she was one of those "fabled" girl who was being followed by my friends with sheer passion.Was it compassionate or fortunate for my pals to have her in what called this "frisky" no "friskier" nope "friskiest" male-adoloscent lane. Whatever, i thought and gave a dumbest look to the girl as if she was waiting for one.Boys feel that it was the way to go but,we hardly understand that no one really gives a damn to it.

"Akash"(name changed) you got a call, my mom said.(murmuring: These friends of your's are really sick,none fits for good... ask those finest friend's of your's better not to poke you or i'll hack them off). Mom it might be heard, can't you be ....
"Hello" hey ssup' man?(Standing to the atmost diagonal from mom) yea! i know .Yea! i'll sharp at 7.30 in the morning, good, ..bye.Wandering about the plans for tommorow, i came back to my Holy f**k place.Having peeped through an opening of my dungeon, i felt the hot breeze outside along with an immediate gesture(of girl's) as a combo offer in any of those Mc D's or Kfc's.What a nape i thought. Sitting back to give some forcible look's at those book's i started planning for the big tommmorow.3 hours passed by and not even 3 pages were turned, ooh! i felt(as if i worked hard those fucking 3 hours) and made my grand entry to the living room to really show-off.



Early morning around 6 Am
Wake up! was the call, why do people envy others who sleep well i thought.Mom give me a break i said, hoping it would work...but we know it doesn't.Having spent more than 30 mins in the loo, i felt the warmth of sunshine then.I was getting my self ready for a red carpet walk at school, my bro was busy seeing a failure in me, it made me think about the probability of him being an idiot as a success.I felt my self in a quandry situation and decided to quickly make an exit.
7.30 Am: So how did you manage at home? asked my so called "finest" friend. That's a bit of regular work done by me.Cool! so how is it going?(as if running a big corporate venture) ,well! fine till now said Vaibhav,we are far ahead of them.We always had this rivalry with those X'c' assholes.Don't give me an equivoque expression i'll tell you.Way back(2 years ago...)

7th standard:
A beginning of a new academic year brings a lot of enthusiasm in students with new shoes, uniform, books and for us it was even getting better with an entry of a first girl in the history of 'D' section's.Hmm! not bad i thought seeing her through.Came in our class mentor,She introduced the girl as 'Ms.Harika'(Bitch) to the class.What's your name asked 'Dheeraj'? Are you deaf, i had been introduced and now, get the f**k outta here.These girls show such vacuous symptom's.The whole class turned violent. Every man with a pair of testis reacted to her, teasing and trying to piss her off!.Was it for good or bad but, we ended landing in the dean's office, having got the incident testified it still got worse.Hoping for the best we started to kneel down as usual at his office(this has been a heritage site for us).1 hour passed by,it was getting laborious .We were said to write an apology letter(regular writing's) stating the acceptance of our failure to maintain 'Decorum'.Some times i feel ashamed that i have to copy even an apology letter from someone (it helped me to learn writing letters though).
The girl has been sent to 7'C' followed by others leaving 'D' dry to girls as Gujarat to Alcohol.

8th standard:
It was fun all around(it's really great to have class full of male prosti's rather than few girl's).It has been ages since we spoke to a girl..though 8'C' has many but,our reputation made them to hardly care for us.It was again that f**k**g chemistry which was as difficult as to play the domino's game( i hardly understood it).Seriously it was like a hell, we in a group of four were made to sit in the first seats and made to concentrate over the lecture,waiting for that bloody gob to be shut we fell asleep, i was in my own land of dreams 'busy kissing a girl' until i was being questioned about the working of 'Blast furnace'.How do i know you dumb ass? i thought to say,but some how started to gather my voice all together to say' i don't know''.There you go a stone which can never be turned..blah..blah...
It was the last lecture for the day,where i had this centuple feeling of kicking the chem mad'm off the shore, it was great.'Akash' what about the plan "four"? said 'Suman' yea! we are on!.It was sports time...i want to tell you students at school show a lot of interest for sports either to see girls play or play themselves(play boys).Soon we left the class with a sports wear( well! prepared for the battle).After having some tea, 'Vaibhav' said whoz gonna go first? it's me..it's me said 'Sahitya' wtf! i told you i would go..let it be( I would be at less risk i thought).

this is my experiment,writing upon facts that happened to me at school..plss give me ur feed back..
w'll complete the whole thing and provide a link in this blog ....in case only if i get a good feedback...

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