Three/4 mistakes of my life

I was at my friend's place and fortunately unfortunate enough, or maybe unfortunately fortunate enough, forgot to carry any of my engineering books in order to pretend that after a pathetic performance throughout the semester I am worried about my exams and wont be studying last night this time.

So I had to engage myself in something better than Facebook, buying people or their photographs at the Application OWNED and become a disillusioned millionaire

So then I wikified the wonky shelf of novel corner of my friend's elder sister and found the new release
The three mistakes of my life~Chetan Bhagat!!!!
And then I made my mistakes
My first mistake:: picked the book::
Second mistake:: read it::
Third mistake:: completed it::
Fourth:: i am writing about the book::
No fourth one is actually dicey thing to say as of now because I don't think anybody so pseudo intellectually strong ever bothers to read CHETAN BHAGAT!

The story is basically about a man Govind Patel from Belrampur(Gujarat) who writes a suicide email to Mr Chetan Coelho I mean Chetan Bhagat after popping sleeping pills.
Actually the book should be named as
"Govind decides to die”
or
“Chetan wants to become Paulo Coelho"
And the heights of shamelessness is attained when he directly produces lines from 11 minutes. Seems someone is too ignorant to even give a thought that readers are not as dumb as he is.
Seems Mr Bhagat is quite impressed by hackneyed ideologies of Indian film directors who put item songs for mirchi masala in the movie.

Cricket rules India that is true but what he cant understand is cricket is not what readers prefer reading about all the time and a commentary from you was clearly the lowest thing associated to  history of Indian cricket 

Anyways in between his reminder clock strikes his ninth bell and he decides to put in the ghastly intercourse of five point someone or maybe as a scholar he has dark little fantasy of watching professor indulged in sex together. But then India is ranked second after Pakistan when it comes to watching porn and "Penthouse" has record breaking sales in India. So he doesn’t have to make it cheesy  and cliche. it has already got enough to make it Farah Khan’s next movie even if she decides to ask Nana Patekar to play  Govind.

Trying to portray a typical cynical Mr Narendra Modi's mystical saffron Gujarat what Chetan has forgotten is even though he has shifted to Singapore India is not relying for him for any development. Things have taken giant strides when it comes to change of saffron canvas here. But then our IITian dude is the coolest Dood when it comes to writing about

INDIA HIS : Murderland!

Guajarati’s will never like it because it is even worse than

Madame` Italy Sonia Gandhi unleashed

COMMUNALISM AND COWARDMENT/GOVERNMENT IN GUJARAAATTT!!

pondered thought!

Something you always try to find and something you are not aware of but as a social entity your primary attribute is the trait of searching for your replica, whenever you meet individuals here and there. And your friends are here because they are the least intolerable of all the people you meet .

mango-shake::cold-coffee`no electricity`

As a boy I am very perplexed. When it comes to handling my personal sightings. I am like any other normal college going student with an amalgamation of colour be it grey blue or even black. But then I am also a human being how can I have only lighter shades I need to carry my doom along.
When I try to be alone and don’t share my set of problems with anyone my friends say I am so mechanical and suffer from personal obsession and superiority complex that I am more mature than others. But the reality is am scared people might make fun of my ailment so I don’t like talking about it.
And this probably is not my problem.
Have you ever thought how many times you have ever bothered to listen to the reply from the person whom you asked a moment ago how are you.
do it not because you have to do it but becasue you like to do it!!

Lion king
::do not be upset if bloggers community gives a life time banishment

Yeah this Monday evening when I came back home there was no electricity and in the pitch of darkness a pack of hounds (swarm of my hit spray friendly mosquito friends) greeted me. They are like the gushing wind (as the shadows) because you can feel them (in fact the pain inflicted is quite memorable one) but cannot see them and if lucky get to touch few bastards that are too fat to fly after feasting on my sweet blood (my girlfriend says I taste bitter though:: of course I do not believe her because she keeps biting me every now and then).
Anyways I was not going to discuss these ridiculed creature or here to describe that my girlfriends taste buds has gone wild and she should consult a doctor, because before going to the doctor she should go to the mental hospital for the fact that she can bear me as her boy friend.
And If she is not visiting the mental hospital then I should probably get admitted to asylum for three reasons:
· First if she is not visiting the mental hospital because she is not mad till time then probably the most rational reasoning is she is crankier than me and then the responsibility falls to me that I will go crazy if I be with her so I should go to asylum.
· Secondly there is no better idea to dump your girlfriend than this because you don’t have to break a heart because you have already broken the ****.
· And thirdly the shit pots at asylum are really cool and you never get constipated. Constipation is a really bad problem here in Gurgaon you have to keep farting here and there, and keep polluting the environment ( you wont believe I just farted) and the most terrible thing is that fart word reminds me of my Sanskrit teacher now just don’t be ridiculous to ask me why I think that way, because I respect such creatures called teachers. No you can ask every teacher who teaches me specially saDNN no don’t worry I don’t fart when they make me stand.
Anyways what was I talking about I just got carried away and don’t think it was because of me it was a hideous attempt to get rid of my girlfriend I mean get rid of the mosquitoes.
This is a result of Robert’s food ,Haider’s company, siddhart’s jokes and these moder fucker mosquitoes biting me at three this morning.
Hey please note that I don’t have a girlfriend I just wanted to check out that am I that horrible that I can degrade myself to this extent to just prove that girls are insane.
I just wanted be my self for once as I am a manipulative jerk (refer to initial post for further details)
My god you are still reading just check the nearby asylum its really cool.

Sudds of ITM::first member!!

These are few amazing questions by Ms Deepna Verma a very promising member of the supandi club.
what do you call the knee of a bee??
BI-KI-NI!!!!
What do you call a soldiers wife climbing stairs??
CHADHTI JAWANI !!