Was I prepared or was I not?

May be yes…hmm…may be not. Yet another failure and yet another post for the unread category here. OK. Why? I don’t know. May be you know but then why will you know, it’s my ‘self-branded’ issue. Customized for me! See. I am exclusive…ye God made me like that but that exclusivity is the issue here…puzzling you guys must be feeling…

Miserable naa! Grass is what you need my reader anonymous friend? Ok no…wait let’s have a small talk here…the complicated issue is that I have been rejected this time around (too), which is not the first time…but this isn’t the problem. Problem (the concerning one) is I am worrying less for my rejections. Strong immunity I have [smiles] but I fear…I want to worry more, scratch my head, my hair, my skin and my fcuking dear aha aha (take your age’s help). I should not or may be should…be happy…I am moving towards wisdom…infact I am running towards wisdom…I am way ahead of this world…they are pathetic losers and I am the winner…the rejected one…yo baby (call me at my cell…before it gets busy…)

But all wisdom gained is insane….sane is practicality - the scores, the fame, the repo, the auro (shouldn’t it be aura), the fcuking count and not that insane one-liners [just me self-happy-happy closets]. Even though I am insane…I cherish it now…I learn more but earn less…learn/earn [love that mathematical divide between the two…wish it could get me more marks]…creative naa! Ya but are we missing technology here…oh! No…my country (mera desh) is so very advanced…basically it decides its intelligent human capital on two numbers (10 and 12)…oh! But why! 10 - because we love tendulkar (person in whose respect 10th class board was constituted so that young bright innovate non-mugging brains can get opportunities to score centuries on virtual 3 hour battles…me failed though) and 12 – because we admire time…watches…rolex ones… sry chu SRK I hate everything you endorse…I hate everything then…

But the point is I am not dejected, I am not elated…I am confused between the two…oho! Rejection has brought me sanity (in good English! Sense of perspective)…rejection, a word to rejoice, enjoy and celebrate and more than that it gives you something to live on…experience of life…memories of fighter…bravo writer…macho…even without 6 packs…babes not wonted here…I will taste them only when I taste success…cost efficiency you see…am good at management
RIP writer…time to doze off…

I will admire if you understand the zest of my above piece…and for all who are didn’t…and are thinking has he being fcuked (in literal sense) or is he living on grass (in true sense) or is he a non-me…

I just admire the feeling of being rejected…so much pure it is (unmatched purity)…fantastic is life this one…

Rejected once more…Amen…