A Day for rants.....

Got up from the wrong side of the bed? I don't think so.... Just a fact that few days are more fucked up than the others and the worst part is that YOU did not have anything to do with it. A few hours into the day and it already sucks and i have worked up a mad rage and am totally taking it out on my hapless keyboard.

I get up earlier than usual, get ready, do every freaking thing that am supposed to do and then the first signs of trouble my face is oily. First thing first I freaking don't care how I fucking look but, hello, no ones likes feeling like a freaking frying pan. No thanks to the freak weather in Pune that has everything to do with this... its suppose to rain but its freaking hot and humid. Of all days today was the day my skin choose to be what it was ten years ago... am not a teenager any more please spare me this shit, i thought i was done with my skin being oily and pimply. I have washed my face 5 times in the last 4 hours, 3 times with soap and two times with facewash. I was so annoyed i even eyed the the damn detergent soap maybe that will help... i just freaking didnt care... i just wanted my face to go back to normal. Here is a thought the fucking oil crisis in the world will be solved if they drill the pores on my face.

The day had to go on so i step out with extremely vulnerable skin that was enticing all the pollution in the city to come and take a hike on my face. What the fuck call it the natural bronzer effect all thanks to the pollution, dirt and dust in pune. I go to the bus stop and there is no freaking bus, hello, do the fuckers realise that people depend on their buses for transportation and to get to school/work/ college on time? I wait for over an hour and still no bus. In the meanwhile notice the assholes around me both men and women whose sole timepass at the bus stop is sprinkling red fountains of pan and mucous and other disgusting stuff on to the road or on the person standing next to them, who cares its a fucking free country afterall, you can urinate, spit anywhere, on anyone and on anyhow you fucking please. Freedom is a good thing they say and am also free to go punch / slap any of those retards... i had half a mind to do that as someones spit fountain missed me by inches.

And then there was a bus, too bad it was not my bus, I had to make way for the mob that would trample anything in their sight, just to get a place on the fucking pile of nuts and bolts that could break down any minute. All the men got ahead and then there was this one lady who got in with men and some bastard pushed her off the moving bus, a few people did go ahead to help her but the pan spitting athletes most of them women who were standing there began to laugh. Wow! Such a delight for them to see a nicely dressed lady fall! I looked at them and swore, thankfully in english.

The next highlight of my day was when my bus did arrive after about an hour and it did not stop and went to the extreme end of the bus stop. There was no place to get in when i got to the bus and the conductor is like why dont you take the next bus. So I march back to the bustop and ask the guy what time the next bus is at and he is like 11.10 or something, great just great , i will reach just in time for the lunch break at college. I completely loose it and let out a string of swear words in hindi, but since I`ve grown up in the south, my swear words amuse more than they offend. So i give that up and switch back to my language of choice and swear in english. I fucking dont care if the morons did'nt get a word coming out of my mouth. Thank you so much PMT/PCMT for fucking up my day and ensuring that punctuality is no longer a virtue in this town. Thanks to all the morons who have made my blood boil, please hope and pray that you dont cross paths with me today!

P.S : I FUCKING DONT CARE IF THERE ARE ANY TYPOS OR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS , if you find any please tell me when I cool down and that may take some time. IF YOU THINK I HAVE BEEN POLITICALLY INCORRECT OR SHIT I DONT GIVE A RATS ASS, YOU CAN KEEP YOUR OPINION TO YOURSELF.