thulla means cop
me : seeing a gang of thullas, abruptly applied the brake, unsteadily came to a halt and just when i attempted to wear my helmet one of the thullas came charging towards me.
i was all over the place before
we met in the dark with a bit of tight
thulla : o hero, drinking??
me : no
thulla : then why'd you stop like a drunken man, ok give me 100 bucks.
in the process of asking for a bribe, before long he realized that his conscience had tightly grasped his immorality and he apparently lost his confidence.
me : sir, mom said never go past a gang of cops without covering your head so was sorta following her words, sir wouldn't you have done the same and listened to your mother instead?
bribe + emotional black mailing + party dress = trick 
he then asked me to go(without paying)
i guess even thullas have a conscience, but then adversity leads them astray, once they follow it for a while, it becomes a habit and a reality.

the drawback of being able to count accurately is that i can tell that i have lost 1 million 123 brain cells and a bunch of hair last year LOL

how opening a new tab to an existing list of numerous tabs raises browser's eyebrows, resulting in time warp and how closing all at once one delights it  only RAM and his Mind [processor] know 

That part when you realize why you ran into unnecessary entertainment, contemplating how inadvertently choosing of maven dependencies on your whims and fancies spurred to the inception of a workaround thread  of high priority yakk!

Liberty of expression, Liberty of confession
confide to her but she forsakes
write to her and she hesitates
'Too much sweet is bitter' told my taste
dumped in succession now living in depression
cure for this infection is to curb the deception.

your incarnation doesn't please your fellow beings
it's fine, gravitate towards your shine
renounce, pay condolence on death of their wisdom
cause your reaction is under no obligation
debris of debt brings a drought
elegantly circumvent the folly of those
or casually happen to miss it once 
and find yourselves joining hands with 'em at once.

Why do non political people get so in2 politics when they ain't got no business in there?only business they really got is to bring forth the squinter among the blinds..and get ruled over until the slob gets blind.and v seek again..among the blinds THE SQUINTER the vicious cycle of confusion for election .

Euphoria , Elation.. let's learn these words tonight.. 
let's be at a secret paradise...
let's be nocturnal, 
let's beat the bio-logical clock once again..
let's go wandering while wondering the feeling of being lost in THAT cloud number 9 where it may rain.
let's seize the exhilaration and cease the agitation..
let's not run for the cover when we can be rover if not forever at least for tonight and together

Engraved in the memories 
that squirting milk that fell dark from mother's hand
the intention to loot more, or desire to skip it all
roof top solitary with the glass ,return pretense, to have engulfed with an artificial burp 
to cease the longing to go hastily for the boisterous play 
that promises to award excitement 
for my long-held attention right from the yesterday
calling, my friends from a far away field 
disobedience at grandma's order, or a mutual consensus or whatever
garden pipe splashed with no master
my negligence mom,grandma for now i'm enthralled with a ball in the field.

Let me cast a shadow of doubt on your conviction
Let me quickly investigate the gates that gate your repressed memories
Let me renew your conviction
Let me un-plant that contagious seed of suspection
you are no more an oblivious devotee to the advertant injected corruption
Who M I , I ain't a superman or a spiderman , contrary to what the dialogue shoud've been
Who M I , I ain't a Psychologist or a Psychiatrist though i helped unveil the unreal
But For now the Question remains Who M I ?

i won't become a batman overnight and go after the outlaws
i have no jurisdiction in my city nor in my heart
but she'd fall in love with a superhero who's gonna get her outta jeopardy
so let me wear that mask for which i'd bear the expense each day
let me burp like a common man in a restaurant but be that stud in front of her
to be continued..duty call  gtg

she wont concur, it aint no surprise
no suprise? is why she's not surprised
fake surprise to win your prize
be circumspect #nalin contenders are on the rise
stand in the sun until stain dries
then come right back again n sayy surpriseee
still aint got one?LEAVE IT it's all about your tries

that plump in the mirror was handcuffed with a debonair stud
shared a body but were complete strangers instead
fantasized himself, as man in the mirror brought the harsh reality that bit to death
incompatibility magnified resentment which in turn diminished the 'preview of future attraction' 
he could see himself receding n settling 4 the ordinary 
but nobody wants to be that ordinary,
he aimed to defy that, 
suddenly numbers started making sense and 
sooner 67 was greater than 82 in artistic view 
though it wasn't logically true

Dishonest smiling faces are a dime a dozen specially in certain work places, fully loyal to their blind n condescending leader,who's out on a mission to make a point, always sucking sincere loyal slaves, knowingly they won't raise a word as the enormity of debris is far from easy to uphold and their conscience ain't dead yet ,Master busy displaying intense false maneuvers and slaves ,enthralled by the stupid relative eloquence that seems seemingly hard to circumvent,
Funniest part being those slaves need confession pages to vent their honesty
This is such a crock of SHIT!

What's in the name? why is everyone keen to make theirs then?
What's in the face? ask a guy under the influence of Hormones
What's behind the face? Mind your business
How big is your heart? ask a girl , it's only as big as your wallet's thickness
Who m i? it's not important
Who's she? i guess Mona Lisa
......
......
Who's she? yeah exactly who's she?
M i happy? yes i M
.....
.....
M i happy now? yes i M
But was i happy then? i'm afraid not
Can i trust myself? yes i can, no hold on, i think i can't
Why'd somebody trust you then?
past is past move past the rain
....
....
was she my inspiration? yes indeed
now it's rained R u still in the chains?
i think im still in love! ok then watch yourself gettin' drained

Lik

For the sky hinted me, sun's out and distant
casually blindfolded in my tries i
can't get over the tempt to attempt
inception, steps of succession
abrupt demystified injection
lofty strut repression
colossal zeal under suppression
turmoil , like a stumble on the oil
then down in the ground i spirally coiled

You didn't show the hints of surprise,you had me surprised
way too much you uttered
& hoped that it de-clutered
no wonder why all of us just stuttered

no one but me endured
the infliction of your rage
too forgetful i've become
melancholy dissolved in adolescent days
stands alone this juvenile
though he keeps running, how'd he walk the aisle

the taste fades , pursuit of chase stays
workers of the green paper factory are embraced
finery isn't fine he rates
no room for no ordinary he says

i tickle his funny bone, in turn, he tickles me everywhere

my zeal is as high as sky
she's one of a kind for tonight this angle's mine

You Learn about the enormity of the endeavours needed to change the turbulent jeopardy into serene tranquility only when you opt to live in self denial, wherein you repeatedly draw the line that seemed blurred when you were mindlessly busy investing in careless ventures!