Have you ever been in a situation where the pain is unending. Every second you bleed. I have been in that situation. And quite regularly actually.
I shall be frank, I cannot bear pain. I turn red at the sight of blood. I am not brave.
I might sound less manly saying this, but it is the fact isn't it. It is not because of a medical condition that this happens. No, it is because of a certain passion a person connected to me has. He is a real sadist. Every weekend he and his friends get together. And they talk. Normally, this would not be a bad thing. But, he has a friend. A real mean spirited person. Some of the things he says, bring blood flowing out of me. This is not all. This person(who is connected to me, not the friend) has a weird fetish for songs that touch his heart(or so he says). While he is listening to his songs, it is i who suffers. These songs touch all the wrong nerves in me. And i start to bleed. I have absolutely no control over this. It is the goddamned truth.
Oh, the ignominy....
When people talk of me, it is to ridicule me. I am not spoken about in the so called upper circles. Why? because they consider it ugly. What am i supposed to do. Who am i supposed to complain to. No one cares about me. Do you know why? Well because i am the arse.( Tamizh le soothu. kannadadalli tika.)
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