Handicapped !!

There are times when people loose stuff, some of those stuffs don't matter much while some do.Of those stuffs, some might be precious and some might be Invaluable. The idea is to hold onto the invaluable stuffs just for the simple reason that they're invaluable.But i just lost two of the most invaluable things(non living stuffs).

They were so bloody invaluable to me that now i'm literally handicapped without them!

Both these were not really my fault. I'm not trying to justify here and yes seriously it was not really my fault that i lost those invaluables.

Though both were burgled out in totally different circumstances, i would like to present a the probability of the existence of a bad omen.. Maybe it was already planned that all this would have had to happen and so it did!

ok i know im whining too much but all this shit has left me handicapped and all im saying is Enough of this shit already! but some might argue that it could have been much worse than this and that i should be grateful which i always am but still, all am saying is Enough of this shit already!

It all began sometime ago, a month ago to be precise when someone flicked my mobile phone from the bag while i was writing the semester exam along with a brand new pen drive that i had won in a competition! Thankfully my wallet was intact and it had the money that was to land me home.

Then a few days later the encounter with drunk 'anti social' elements left me shattered( detailed description in my previous blog post)

And now my bike... is no more.. it got burgled out of Anna University campus' parking lot! It was there for sometime and then whoosh.... its gone.. that was the first time i had to go the glorious cops only to find out that they wont file an F.I.R unless you pay them... this i learnt the hard way after a lot struggle and persuasion.

But anyway now that i have the F.I.R my only hope is the insurance claim for the police inspector made it clear that they wont be able to find the bike for me as it would be impossible to do so once its stolen..

I just hope HE has better things in store for me for HE is making me learn things the tough way..



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The Bashing!

Just got bashed by a group of miscreants near my area, few of whom were drunk!
It all began when one of them was standing in the middle of the road and i had cut through him and a part of my bike's mirror happened to touch him which made him call me by some name and i stopped to tell him that he was standing in the middle of the road and was not entirely my mistake.
During my conversation with him, one of them took away my bike key and returned it after i started behaving arrogantly and then my arrogance landed me into deeper shit and ultimately a gang of about 8-10 surrounded me and started bashing me on my head!
I could hardly do anything about it and i just wanted them to stop.

All i wanted to do during this period was to face them bravely which i did but in the end there was hardly any bravery left in me and whatever remained of my bravery helped me make a move when they finally decided to stop hitting me,hearing my shouts of- yen da addikrenge?(Why are you hitting me?) then one of them said 'vidunga da yaruneye teriyama yen adikrom?' ( lets just leave him )

Just when i was getting ready to move one of their members came on a bike and blocked my path but they felt they had taught a lesson already so they made him clear my way and i swiftly moved on..

Sad part was that the on goers and others were just having their free share of drama on the road and none of them bothered to do anything about it!

Even worse was when i narrated the event to my father and he said it was my fault that i stopped and had an argument with those kind of people!

Not really sure whose fault it was.. i knew what i was doing was quite risky- taking on a gang of miscreants on the road but i really dont know how to assess what i did as to i have no clue whatsoever why i stopped!

I guess i should have just moved on ignoring the comment of the guy who stood in the middle of the road but i just stopped and in the end i got myself into lot of shit.



I could relate this incident to any national event that has occurred in the past.When will we ever learn? Will we be be mute spectators to everything that happens around us?

The feeling of revenge was the hardest to control, all through i was thinking of getting them to pay for what they did to me but ultimately i just decided to forget what happened if not forgive...