Chronicles of an Extraordinary Fool

hey I bring forth something that has happened in most people's lives and if not then pray it never happens!! Because I am not really making it up when I tell you that everything you choose in your life happens according to that choice. I read this particular phrase somewhere that " We All Love Whats Broken And Beautiful"  So, i have known this for quite sometime that in order to be desirable I need to be broken since i cant do much for beauty (believe me that shit isnt my forte). So I started wishing if only i was broken and i just wasnt, been always too happy and cheerful when presented to others, kinda hid my emotions often and i preferred it that way. This was probably the reason I have had faced rejection more than once, because I dont open myself up to anyone, not even the ones I wanted to open my heart to. Then again, somethings arent meant to happen. I eventually understood my mistake and opened up to one girl whom I liked but, I freaked out when i started fa

hey so today i recite something to you and leave it for you to decide if its fiction or true!! He sat there, without intent, without thought, staring into the computer screen with an empty mind. He didnt know what he was thinking, if he was thinking. His attention was gathered back by that one friend of his working right next to him on the said screen "so there shouldn't be a transition here!!" said the friend with an unwavering voice. Who is the girl he asked, to which the friend replied, gotta ask the host whose party it was. I was lost in her movements, thought i had a smile on my otherwise blank face. Her hair flying around and those earrings dangling, couldn't Its beautiful i uttered and stepped away tell what was more beautiful the beating of my heart or those earrings in her sway.

hey peeps So how are you guys?? I hope you guys are well and good and so am I. Well, IDK where to start, where to give the details and where to end (you predicted the "where to end right.. Now stop smiling). My absence on this particular site or on my blog has been because i have lost the reason to write. That tumour of emotions that used to build-up in my head is no longer there, I have lost the filter that used to work while I talked. Dont really know what the problem is but, its gone alright. So this one wont be a product of a well thought out dilemma but, a simple, crude and unattractive piece of writing. So, as the name suggests "IDK" i dont really know what has been going on from a few weeks now but, i feel empty inside, im a tad more reckless nowadays and i have the audacity to write this  and im one who hides his feelings (or so i thought). Recently been pointed out to hone a lot of negativity as well, god I dont know where is this driving me but, i sure