One parent were about to call on to see me for their goody, goody good son, glad there is some kinda unrest and firing in their area. They are not coming.
I freaking love Karachi and all its riots.
I sometime wish one day whole Karachi shot down, and everyone die, yes everyone and his dog, expect me. Now I am gonna eat all the refreshment my mom made for them. By the way, she is quite angry. Constantly saying I ain't taking any interest in anything. Dunno what does that suppose to mean I ain't taking interest. I told her to take a nap. This might help her to mellow out.
( C'mom peeps, she is a desi mom/...............always stressed out)
I know .......this is just an exotic dream. Nothing could happened to this thug kinda rough city. If one parents could not make it today there will be someone else within a week. My mom has speed up this rista thing. I am not gonna complain about it. Because I know I am pretty much wrong about everything.
No complains. Life is sooo f**king goooddddddd. Though I have came to this conclusion that no matter what, grown up singles should not live with with parents. They are not their responsibility. Actually no one is no ones responsibility. And culture, tradition, bla bla is all monkey shit.
If you are 20+ , happy living at your parents home then I am not talking about you. This is my blog, and here I talk merely about myself, so no need to take anything at your heart, liver or balls. I am the one who live with parents. And a total burden to them in every way.
OK, tell me..when I be death, and facing God with my record sheet at the day of judgement, will my parents be answering in front of God instead of me.
I will be own my own over there.
Anyway, what I am trying to say is that last 4 years were quite crazy for me. I have some how came out from my airy fairy world I have been living in, and accepted the reality. Dunno good or bad back then or I am better now, but I was different.
Right now the problem I am having is that I am God damn confused. There are things I am trying to figure out so badly, but just becoming more confused and lost. There were things I used to believe firmly, are truning out just wrong!
But so sure about one thing before I was carefree, happy with everything, and everyone, now I hate EVERYTHING, and EVERYONE. And on the urge of becoming a rotten peep.
Max's episode played another role in making things worst.
I was the one who was so desperate to grow up, be an adult and run away. At school I just study to get outta that jail At high school I was pretty sure that is it. But hell, no this is a real life, not a fairy tale. My mom played an awesome
role to bring me in to the reality. Her lectures and slaps really
helped me out to realized what the hell life really is. Then at university I was like Ok..this is life, get a degree, find a job and be a responsible adult.
Any how I have accepted the reality. It is November 2012, right ?
Huh.... 20113 is around the corner. God help me!