Earthquake in Nepal; From a commoner's journal

                                       So I was having my usual Saturday lunch with the T.V. on high volume. Dad and mom were in their room, mom putting dye on my dad's unevenly white hair, and grandpa was busy getting his power nap in my room. When suddenly, my glass of water started to vibrate in an uneven tone. Then out of nowhere, I hear someone outside the house shouting "BHUICHAALO!!!". Then mom and dad hustled everyone out of the rooms. I ran along, trying to get down the stairs when the bigger earthquake-shock hit us. I was trying desperately to get down the stairs while I was being pushed chaotically sideways. I looked back and saw dad and mom holding grandpa by his arms and trying to go down the stairs too. So I decided to jump the stairs and open the door to the backyard. I took the leap and luckily I opened the door just in time they got down from the stairs. I pushed the three of them out the door and went outside...

                                       The view was terrifying outside. Everything was going to and fro. The noise everything made that moment, still haunts me. We looked up to the house and strangely enough, to all of us, it looked as though the house would fall upon us. So, I pushed everyone again to the alley, ran forward and unlocked the front door. Everyone in our neighborhood was out of their houses by that time. People were screaming and crying and we were so terrified! I had never felt so helpless... Minutes later the internet came back and we started receiving the news from everywhere. The valley was in ruins... We were in ruins. Everything important to us was brought down to rubble. So many people were trapped in those buildings. Everything was out of place. I was choking and couldn't speak at all for half an hour or so. Our neighbors were tearing up, kids were crying with bemused expressions on them and all of us had extreme terror in our hearts.And I just couldn't stop wondering. Why are we being punished? What had we done to deserve this? Why has everything been taken away from us? All we wanted was peace. Was that too much to ask for?

Blatant appeal to vanity!

I just want someone with whom I can be myself,
Someone with whom I can be the weird devil(that I am),
Someone with whom I don't have to worry about being awkward
because she is too, and we can marinate in our awkwardness together,
Someone with whom I can do all the crazy things out the top of my head
and not give a crap about the people judging you,
Is it too much to ask for?
  
 I just want someone with whom I can talk to all night

and still feel like I left out on something to talk about,
I just want someone who gets irritated in the most sweetest of ways
when I keep bugging her with all these weird talks,
I just want someone who understands all the stupid things I say,
be that something from a TV show or from a song,
Because she watches and listens to them too!
Is it too much to ask for?

I just want someone who takes my puerile actions
As something that comes with me,
I just want someone who nods,
Even when every other person around me is confused,
I just want someone who reads this and understands me.
Is it too much to ask for?

And even though everyone one persists,
That it indeed is too much to ask for,
I still believe, that "THAT SOMEONE" exists,

Because when I finally do find her,

No one in the world will love her more than me.

    

You!

The dark sky, with them glimmering stars all over,
Making me ponder upon what not,
Why are the stars so beautiful yet so very saddening?
Why do I feel so blue?
Why am I being such a scumbag?
But mostly it just makes me think of you.

The people around me, with their extraordinary normalcy,
Making me think of what not,
Why is everyone so busy?
Why is everyone so distant?
How are people so stupid and selfish all at the same time?
But mostly how astonishingly you differ from these infidels.

The big name people, with their pretentious crap,
Making me cudgel my brain about what not,
How are they so self centered?
How can they not care of the world beyond themselves?
How are they the "newsmakers" yet the most annoying people?
But mostly how perfect you are, and how you deserve it better than all of these goofbags!

SHIT happens!

So I was asked by a smarter person to start making a good image before I head out. He told me I need to create a good image for the people around me before I leave so that they remember the better part of me. And hence I have been working on it. But this is pretty hard for a guy who has a complicated image in people's mind. The hardest people to work this on are your parents because trust me, however hard I try to be very nice in front of them... Something ridiculous  happens.
Like the other day, I was helping out my dad the whole day and he was pretty happy. And then he decides to involve me in his office work late night, which I had very little interest in. He was doing his work and explaining me what he was doing and how "the system" worked and it was very boring... I was getting very drowsy and all. And just when my eyes shut for like 5 or 8 seconds, he saw me dozing off (which is very shocking because I swear he wasn't looking at me the whole time). Then he was totally bummed about it and asked me to go to sleep.
Now my intentions were not that bad, you see. I was just trying to be a friend because it was very late and he was working all alone. I thought maybe he could use some company but no... It doesn't work out! However, I am glad to tell you that I will not be giving up yet. I haven't done much for my folks, and now I have this one chance to be a nice guy and I am not screwing it up! Until then however, Sheerio!

The wait

So I took the first step to following the dream... I am at the test centre waiting for them to call my name. And I had some spare time so why not write about it :D Everything from here on will get exciting. Once i pass this English Proficiency Test, I get to apply for the college I'm planning to go to. But I need good scores for that to happen... Of course I believe I can do good but I get distracted really easily. And god forbid, if I get distracted in this test right here, I AM DONE FOR! Anywho, I think I will take the time off to stare at this dorky-eautiful girl sitting in front of me now. Toodles!

Rush

Have you ever had that RUSH? That particular feeling when you are super nervous yet super excited. That particular moment when you stammer and your body starts trembling yet you know you never want this feeling to end because it is just too awesome. That thing running down your spine continuously as though someone had forced ice-cold water into your veins.
I've felt that RUSH once, just once. I remember it so vividly... So, I had a crush on a ceratin someone for months before I finally got to meet her. That first meet up with her was when I felt it. My hands were shaking, body trembling and I was stammering as though I was just learning to talk. That shrill all over my body making me feel as though I am the happiest man on the face of the Earth. It was such an awesome feeling. Sadly, it never happened again. So that memory is very precious for me.
I'd love to feel that RUSH once again, would love to feel awesome once again, would love to be heavily drowned in someone's love once again...

Having fun isn't for me

I can't remember the last I actually had fun. It so happens that whenever I am about to have a good time, something goes wrong and I end up being in a pathetic mood instead. It's like when Barney said "When I am sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead." but right the other way round... When I am having fun, I stop having fun and be sad instead. TRUE STORY!
So what basically made me write this was because my dad was being not so cool. There was an invite from this relative of ours' to her son's Bratabandha party. And it is huge for all I know. And I am excited to go to the party and all. Suddenly out of no-fricking-where my dad decides to ditch the party. "If you want to go, you may go... But I won't be going to that thing!" ,he says. And then it gets me worried because someone will have to stay with him at home (even though he acts like he is totally cool with himself being alone at home). Mom decides to go, my brother has to go to drop her and pick her up from the party and I am the odd one out.
The same happens with me every time I decide to go and meet some one or go to a get together. Usually dad or mom is in a bad mood the day I have to go some place. It's like it isn't in my fate to have fun. Whatever it is, I know one thing for sure... If I ever get to go away from this place to some place very distant, swear to god I will be the happiest man on the face of the Earth :) Until then SHEERIO!