…Clueless

I was flipping through the channels while eating dinner tonight when I suddenly noticed Aarushi Talwar’s photograph with people sitting around her body. I looked at the logo of the channel and saw that it was Star Plus.

Then I realised what twisted shit was being aired. It was that stupid soap meant for dumb fucks - Kahaani Ghar Ghar Ki. And Ekta Kapoor proved what a silly fuck she is by dramatizing an issue like this. You made a mockery out of someone’s death. Really shitty. The photograph in question is this :

The colour of the shirt, the pose, the hair style, everything was copied. Made me sick. Ekta Kapoor proves that the Idiot Box is really for idiots. And some equally sick women in this country must be watching that episode and enjoying the vulgarity. God bless the little girl’s soul.

… a lot …

Its a little peculiar and I’ve only recently noticed this - I enjoy sadness. I like getting depressed. I like to have that pain shoot up inside of me. I like the feeling when my head gets so heavy that tears just trickle out of my eyes. I don’t know what to make of this condition because overall I’m quite happy and satisfied with my life. In fact, life’s never felt better and the future’s never looked so promising.

Then why do I find myself constantly listening to sad and depressing songs, watching movies that make me wanna cry (yes CRY!)… It’s beyond my reasoning. I’m not troubled by this recent revelation but I’m so fucking curious to find out the reason behind all this.

On my playlist : Seether - Waste.

People are outside… partying… somehow this New Year scares me…

Anyways, Happy New Year… hopefully.

I flunked in three exams in the first sem. I cleared all of them. Only one remains which is a mass repeat. Will hopefully clear that exam as well.
A lesson that I learnt was that it’s never to late to correct what went wrong. Better than crying and committing suicide.

Currently listening to :
Three Days Grace - Never Too Late

Love… Humbles you… grounds you…