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Net is slow. 2nd round results went in vain, searching for shift. Hopless hot summer. Exams r still scratchy. A bit better than last year. Missing a laptop. Aircel connection is hopless. Nights r quite turning sleepless again. And a hopless occasion to write a blog post. Gym remains closed ten times a year. Still wishing for a miracle. Yeah its better to call it a miracle only. One year of self isolation. Relatives fuck my head. Kolkata buses are a big mess. Get a window side seat and enjoy a long ride. My bicycle travels faster than buses here. Just the cycle handle should be shorter. Kinda like the movie Premium Rush. Still wonder how levit gordon did it without brakes, I can't imagine that. Dad forbided me to do so. Can't help, dad rides the same with his affected knee. Cycles don't agree with traffic rules. And my thighs are doing good. Lots of leg extensions. Just a wish to set free and take a try at pro body building. No bike. No alcohol. No gossips. Girls do gossips. This year ipl, Kkr okie okie, Dd and Mi just spoilt themselves. Punjab big turnover. And... Another trip to chandigarh day after tomorrow. And.............. 

It seems whimsical, yeah whimsical should be the word, taken from the movie Elizabeth Town, so its bit whimsical when someone all of a sudden turns up on your fb inbox - "I got to know about it from your blog.." Bit better compliment - "you got a knack of putting pen on the paper, don't stop it." And that tuned up the David Bowie song from Flashbacks Of A Fool, and my poetries were resurrected. Kinda more dangerous vocabulary. That was some years ago. Some people's every act ring an everlasting bell. The visits do indicate the possible people visiting blog, although annonymous. Its always good to see more visitors on posts without pics. No poetries as of now. Huckle buckle shift over shift fucking bullshiting mind grunging fucked up hearted shitting stories with shitful life events with hopless prayers gone wrong dangerously with hapless turnovers. I don't know whats going on. Loneliness does turn up the mind to write. But when writs go wrong, then comes the problem. So take my advice, always write with heart. Nothing will go wrong

Again study. Why can't it be a turnover like last year counselling damn it..

Restless heart. Yeah boy you are alive. But too much restlesness can be dangerous.

Want to give proper rest to my joints. Waist belts and knee guards have turned up. Am aging. Hopless again.

But I never had thought I will get sleepless nights again.

Too much heat outside