...you know?...

I died a few years ago. Well, at least a part which I liked did. And I got hit by a car today. And the eye witness claims that if it had been someone else in my place, he/she would have ended up with at least two broken legs. I agree with him. Well, there's some strain in my right arm. And there's a dent on the car's bonnet. So much to flatter myself.
I just realized that could have ended seriously fucked up. And I have always felt that I will die in a road accident. Well, physical injuries are serious matter but emotional ones are, to put it lightly, like hell. I know that. As you know, or if you don't, I am quite an emotional being. And moody. And I don't like sad faces. And  I know that people get hurt. And I know that some times it's really difficult to undo, but it's never irreversible. So, let's keep smiling. Straighten our confidence if it gets creased. And kick that one ass straight in the ass. And live on. Life's too short to let others fuck around with it.
And at least I still feel like kicking that filthy ass all around the town.

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Note : this is one of my swinging posts, which means that different parts of the post don't have any relation to each other. Basically, I have no grudge against the driver, as it was partially my fault too and ultimately I didn't die. The latter part is for some other fucked up fuck. So.

हे भगवान या तो मुझे उठा ले, या अपनी दुनिया संभाल ले | 

नहीं तो मैं किसी-न-किसी को संभाल दूंगा | 

बाकी खुश रहो और बढ़ो फूलो | 

......................x..........................

Say cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese, :-)

That's more like it.

Live on