Somewhere in Jan(this year); before boards:

Board time. Study time. Time to get distressed over cramming the piling shit. Time to get frustrated over the time wasted. At such depressing times, you desperately need something to lift your mood. In the notebook I was supposed to practice numericals, I drew graffiti , wrote my deepest thoughts and tried rhyming. Shitty at first, mushy later and sometimes senseless. Of these three kinds, some senseless poems made waves. I guess that's coz those were the only ones I shared. Shitty poems got incorporated in text messages, which obviously recieved panned replies. Mushy poems, well, didn't share with anyone. You see, its this guy thing. No matter how emotional he tends to become sometimes, he won't express it. I am no stranger to this unsaid unrecognised practice. But the senseless ones, they made me laugh and people too. All such crappy stuff came naturally to me. I didn't think at all what I was writing and the impulse got worded. Oh, and by the way, a friend of mine told me this seems like a rap song in the middle. Wow, a cool nerd is born on the other side of the screen(MY screen, a'right?).

So here's presenting a pick from the shit. Ladies and gentlemen, presenting...

Depressing Life

Sometimes things don’t go your way

Sometimes you can’t be all happy and gay

Sometimes the world around you

Feels nasty, unlike the balloon you blew

But the same balloon when inflated

Doesn’t look like when it is deflated

And the laws of physics

Then come into consideration

When you are looking for some inspiration

After you run and are covered with perspiration

You stare at the dull yellow wall

Oh, it is so depressing

You look at your bright red underpants

Oh, it is so intimidating

You brush your teeth and slap your face

When you lose your mind-that’s the case

You got tons to study, loads to do

If only there was some girl you could woo

You got your exams tomorrow

And you just can’t stop thinking of bone marrow

Though you don’t have biology

Hell, is there, in this poem any analogy?

My thoughts are disconnected coz I am distraught

When will this end, in my life, this drought?

I am making no sense, I know

But at least I am rhyming, COOL-O!