It’s like a relationship.
A very dysfunctional one at that.
You don’t get me, I don’t get you.
Still we slowly try to amend our differences.
I by reading you and learning.
You by being well you
And hiding secrets I don’t know
But yet we work together hand in hand.
To save our relationship from the failure.
You’ll never understand me l I’ll never understand you
Eleven years we’ve worked
At finding out the truth.
We shall work a couple of years more.
And maybe our efforts will bear fruit.
Because I’ve been showing more interest in writing poetry than theories of psychology and what not I have decided to make this a series, What will I use the random snapchats of my books for otherwise?
I’m a bruised up warrior,
This battle has hit me hard.
From all directions,
And I’m just ripped apart.
But I face you,
With my headache,
And my tortured brain.
Fight against you with my green tea,
And my highlighters aplenty.
While you try to attack me,
With definitions and theories.
This isn’t just a exam,
This is world war three.
Between you and me books,
Consider me hooked.
In the midst of studying for my finals, I penned down this piece
26 letters, as familiar as can be,
Come together to form something absurd.
Make me rethink my decisions.
A couple of pages 200 or so,
Filled with the language I think I know.
Then why is it so confusing,
As I let you suck my soul,
Mind and body whole.
Dying slowly in front of you,
Books I love, but not you.
The book has a lot of history behind it. Previously owned by two very smart students (one of them being a blogger) everypage has little bits of extra info and caricature. I remember spending an entire day just reading through the book and laughing at the memories left behind.
So, February is over and March is here! Though this post is coming in a little late i wanted to do this post. I am reminded of this comic I read as a kid in my favorite comic book of all times, Tinkle, about this dog called March.Setting that aside, this is why March makes my heart march. (Sorry i has to do say that)
1. The weather.
Perfectly warm. Soothingly pleasant.
Summer vacations begin now! Okay, on the 20th.
3. Communicational freedom.
The long, complicated word for… *drum roll* me getting a mobile phone! Yay! Now I no more need to bank on the lovely landline.
March I may,
but what do I say,
every coin has a flip side,
I should get ready for this rough ride.
If you did read my last post, you would know. 50 chapters in total. I’m more clueless than ever.
2. Shifting house.
Reading my blog title, I would seem like a nomad, with no connection to the place where I am at. But then, I am human, with friends. To move to a place where i know almost no one, it’s heartbreaking.
And, as of now. Thats all that March holds for me.
What are your views on March?? Tell me!
Ah! The official Party pooper in anyones life, exams, are here. often known as test or even paper apart from other disguised names, exams can cause a person to radically change his lifestyle for the better (actually worse).
everyone has to give an exam, from a baby who howls the second he is born, to his first medical test which includes height, weight, colour of poop and all that imperative information to school tests which include questions like ramu and shamu have seven apples when will the train hit ramu and find the radius of ramu’s blood which has splattered after ramu got hit by the train. believe me that is easy, to job questions, are you ready travel eight days a week and also sign this sheet giving us control of your life, which slowly ends with a death test which includes questions like why he died, when he died?, and did he drink apple juice before he died?. Jeez the guys dead. Et him rest in peace. Also between these milestone life tests we have driving tests, blood tests and the occasional forgot password test to name a few.
Now you may wonder, why is she talking about tests?
well from 10th to the 20th of march i will what people call the person who gives the test. how will it affect this blog? i wont be able to post much and even if i do it will be painfully short and sad or pre-written. s interaction will be to the minimum. but do remember i love my readers and i promise to jump back in action once im done.
do you like tests?