A sad sigh

Huh there are days when you feel the life's just worth a sigh.

At first it started with badminton. I saw that everyone was performing better than me. While I was just stumbling and bumbling around. Even more sad part is just everyone wants to encourage you, offer you tips and play weak shots in condolence. I want to enjoy the ultimate sadistic pleasure of encouraging.

Then I noticed everyone were studying for their exams. Over here your performance and hikes depend on the exams. I did write once and bombed big time. The results of both papers were amazingly ended with exactly the same mark and I wondered if the computer was playing tricks on me. But surprisingly people who claim they don't even bother to study, simply shoots through with amazing ease. I wish somebody told me the bloody secret.

And to make matters worse I checked my weight and found I was way way way over weight.
I who were underweight and who made fun of fatsos is now anointed a fatso myself. That's some achievement. A bumbling, balding , fat idiot . 

I somehow gained some false idea that I'm wiser than rest of the world . I pretty screw it up when it comes to socializing. I can't stand most of the people . Today I'm realizing if I don't identify with rest of the world, I'll end up a lonely nobody

Spot fixed

The coffee joint was unusually crowded. I was surprised, because in place of all the mushy teens, here are single men staring at TV screen.

It was godamn IPL match. The crazy game did indeed change our world. But in what way!

Last day, when the spot fixing came out, we tried to believe it would've never happened. And we crucified five unknown guys who never made it any big. While the big guns who made the illegal money payment still lives happily ever after.

The old bastards

Really pathetic to see Sunny trying to do a commentary with his mouth full of what he says is Kolkota sweets. Then the camera pans to studio where there's a sexy dusky and not so dumb blonde. She's flanked by self proclaimed comedian of Indian cricket Siddhu. I can't get the joke except that he's doing some dumb pranks and laughing out too loud. His favorite number is moving around skimpy cheer girls. The others join in the laugh and looks too too genuine.
Then comes the white guy who pretends he's an Indian. He's enjoying all the sweat and crowds and noise.
The commentary claims there's huge noise which we aren't able to hear.
And Sunny asks Siddhu if he's sleeping with the fellow blonde girl. Sad man sad..

To top it all there's an ad asking people not to watch tv and come to stadium.