Middle of No Where!!!!

Well...........people now think why do I say that I am in the middle of no where...........think think.........


Hmmm.......some of you must have come up with the answer as EXAMS!!! Fucking true people.......exams......thats what has left me in the middle of no where..........man......talk about studying a night and showing up in front of a Raptor(read as invigilator).........and holding the paper in your hand ......that too after digging your own grave by writing your name, roll no....................and what not on your answer sheet........and then comes Mr. Yamraj......in form of the question paper.........oh yes....the Raptor screams "WRITE YOUR ROLL NUMBER ON THE QUESTION PAPER AS WELL" as if it would not recognize itself as mine......then the comedy............the question paper gives me looks.....looks that chill to the bone......looks that kill every stone.......looks that tell you you are doomed ......looks that also ask which fucking normal form is this fucking relation between these fucking functional dependencies!!!! I mean fuck!!! How would I know??? Ask the person who made this drowning pool!!!
Then starts the crusade!!! The three eternity long journey.......i feel like a nomad....asking for water and food from people who are around me.....well some help....some try to.....some show their middle fingers as well......and some are, i mean the majority are like carbon copies of me......they also need food and water........and perhaps shelter........well god knows...........
After one and a half eternity into the crusades.......people like me usually need to go to the loo to do what they do the best.........and the loo holds all the answers to all the questions ever put in the 10 year papers.........so enter loo.....exit do.......take my hand.....off to the never ever land.....search for answers......and what do we find......this loo's clean!!!!!! I mean fuck!!! What kind of moron cleans loos!!!They cleared the loos.....washed our only hopes!!!!
Head back to the concentration camp then........use the last pages of your grave as rough......and suddenly...........time's up over BLOAH!!! Snap back to reality...............30 Marks Never ATTEMPTED!!!!! Fuck!!!
AAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!! KILL THE RAPTOR!!!!
Come out to breath fresh air......and your partners in crime start discussing the past.....i mean the last 3 hours or so.........Fuck THEM!!!!

SUTTA JALA YAAR!!!!

ALL in MIDDLE of NO Where.......................smoking in the middle of no where....hmmm...could probably write a song on that.......