Suffering from amnesia, would love to meet the owner of this stupid blog
-nitthin's brain.

Shit,ran out of poem and the gupta is again pissed and lanba is too exited and the bengali is as usual hopeless.tomo, my bday and i regret it.think i should forget my ass and its sensory perception for a while, it has my condolences,along wid the shiity kanpuris.

love is beautiful,but so is mars.but that dosent mean you indulge in it.i love the college fests,they teach you what fests aren't supposed to be.desktop cpus are noisy,brrrrrr.Guess whats good about birthdays,nothing.first you get ass-whooped and then your money is squandered, its more like,kill-the-guy day and not birthday,or mayb thats what bdays are about.god,i hate whats coming my way.

Blogging.

some gupta seems pissed....i love guptas...met one,a good friend..a chance to meet another,i better be dying.its a beautiful place, with all the ugly faced people having a waltz believing themselves to be beautiful.The other day, i heard a girl refer to the masala dosa as "wow, sexy masala dosa". Now thats it, can't take it anymore.For goat sake(decided on goat instead of god for 2 reasons-1-it rhymes wid god.duhh!!.2-don't wan't baba ramdev running behind me for including God and Sexy in the same convrsation) , it was only masala dosa...if she had been referring to her friends, maybe that would have been appropriate.I love breads, they get the shit out of you so soon you don't even realize it.And its pretty strange, the gupta loves it.I tell you, they aren't Carbon based life form, they must be bread based or something, with salads loaded for variety.And i still don't believe i ams so bored i got to update this blog...of all the worse shitty ideas i have come up with, this tops the list.The sad part is i believe i am good at it.well thats natural for all guys too smart who end up looking dumb, i guess.

A peek into Captain-2D..THE ORIGINS

Today is the day that history will remember the day Captain-2D was born, but considering the fact that he is a Gu****pta(*-censoring gimmick to prevent hurting sentiments,now you geniuses did figure that out,didn't you...suckers), "being born" is an oxymoron.To say the truth, he just popped ot today.----!@POP#$...there he is;POP..he's gone.And no, the Captain can't fly, or teleport(or think and solve maths for that matter,but;whatever) or tear apart missiles(but yes, he can bend spoons at buffets)...he is just visible from 2 dimensions..view him from the side and you see,suprise!!!...nothing.just like vanishing into thin air, he ain't there no more.and thats enough patronising for today.

hi to all those non- existent readers out there. got my imagination ducted recently, so wasn't good at coming up with the usual crap.anyway, everything's been good so far, the world is just fine, the people are as racist as the nazis and god is still oblivious of the fact that he created humans...things are going on as usual. some guys have got gals some got moms and some got both in a single package...kind of pathetic from the outside but maybe they find it interesting, submissive idiots. what's more weird is they think they are totally being true to themselves and the above allegation is just people making fun;what an excuse for life.sad.