epi-4..

it wsnt their fault,d sound man was a total mother-fucker n had no idea about his work..bt jake sang with his high fever n minus all of that funny n ltl annoying boktom he gave i gave no other complains..bt then they got d money,n who cares abot d para shows neways we were out 2 have fun,n so d wheels rolled..we went 2 deshapriya park 2 fetch 2 idiots,n meanwhile i fetched some fish fries n chops..n then there v all were screaming n craving lyk nestlings 4 weed n alcohol..:P

episode 4 continues..

but d day seemed ospicious..n i was in talking terms with him n though i was down i knew my best frnd jake wl cheer me up..n as i waited 4 him i granted myslf a short afternun nap..my cousin sister came suddenly,n she indulged me by running her fingers through my hair n lots of aram n ador as i call it..pure bliss..:)..in evening around 6 they came..d warhead..my best friend n his mates..good people..n d fun began..we 1st went 2 garcha n witnessed a horrible flop show..

episode-4,after d prologue..

with another wake-up-malfunction came d maha-ashtami,n just when i thought that d anjali tym was over,i realized that devi durga-d kind-hearted godess is in a desparet need of being worshiped by a lazyass self-centerd fool like me,so she gave me a full 1 hour extension with a btwn d line-2nd tym nvr repeat..so i rushed 2 d bathroom n on 12noon sharp landed in d pandal n threw myself on her feet,n lyk a loving mother she washed my sins n granted me some of her grand ashirvaads i ws yet 2 realize that..

prologue..

d ni8 ws dark,n i was alone n kept walking,away frm home n ressolved not 2 go back till morning,n he called,we talked 4 long hours till 2.30am in d ni8,as i kept walking through d pandal-hopping-crowd,n his words left me confused like hell,n i wasnt assured of his love 4 me,bt something ws still otherwise,being exhausted n unable 2 think nemr,i came back home with an aching swollen knee n body that wanted to give in,so i threw myslf on d bed,n that is how my saptami ended,confused n disgusted..

episode-3....

a drunk moron performd an unthinkable horrifying melodramma,n i was totally blanked by d suddenness of d fucking event n my wound started bleeding..n he left me then,went back his way,n it wsnt his fault,he was angry n had every correct reason 2 b mad,given me his place i would have landed few good punches on the drunkhead..bt i was there-alone,sobbing,bronken n mad with rage in d middle of d ni8,n gave my dad a real hard time as i shouted in d top of my lungs..

prolonged episode-3

i gave him gifts that i intended 2 give,n he smiled as he took them,bt it some how seemed plastic n frozen..n my inner termoil began..does he love me?does he want me?is he d same person?do i know him?is this togetherness 4 real?is he trying to console me?n get me back 2 lyf?is this pure sympathy?is he sure of himself?should i be with him?fucking questions left me confused..n we came back home..n just when i thought that ill tell him how i feel just then it happend..

episode-3,continues..

my spirit to eat was gone,those orange n white curtains n d macha was loathsome,i missed my stars n d open wind n sky,n he was there with a plain face,still d same cold presence..we started walking back n i held his hand,lit a fag,n started talking,n finally took a cab n found myself suprisingly in his arms,i ws ashtonished with d contrary of d situation,his biceps were comforting yet so unfriendly touch,like that of a stranger,n there ws a repultion in me,bt stil a craving 4 his presence in my heart