Friday, September 30, 2011

Game.

Dear Not-So-Concerned,

Please Ignore this post and most importantly ME. Still? But Why ? Are you really interested or Are you at least concerned? Frankly, No other person is concerned about me except my family. But then again, why do you pretend to be something as if you care? You purpose is the need / a work / or something which you might need when in need. Then, why do you make me swear promises which I am most likely to break and never-the-less they are extremely hilarious. And once in a blue moon, you appear as if some urgency is needed and ask the stupidest of the questions and unfortunately if I didn't do as I promised, I get to hear the annoying conversation ever. It really SUCKS. And you really don't know about it. STFU. Enough. I had all that I needed to have. So please stop it before it gets worse. I am nearly one hundred percent sure that you don't give a shit about me. So why should I ? If it is what they call biscuits, then I had more than enough. This time, I will be on my watch and it won't be like you expected. And if everything goes well, you won't even hear from me. Please don't show me that fake unwanted concerned-attitude of yours. It arouses the interest and then you suddenly break it like an old glass mirror. Smashed. Broken. Scattered. It seems so real when you speak those words as if you are really interested in helping by showing the concern, but the very next moment it strikes me What the hell ? , and tell me frankly, do you really give a damn. NO, I don't think so. It is till the time you get what you want, then why the hell would you care? Just think about all the favors you asked me and tell me one thing that I asked you to do! Just get back to those things, if in case you tend to remember. If I am not wrong, you wont keep such things in mind. Because your purpose was met and what is the use of me after that; until there is something you have in mind. Well this is another useless post, because this doesn't reach the person intended. At least I don't want to keep much memories of these nonsense and bloody nuisance. I can't take it anymore. You have to stop or I have to. Moreover its absolutely difficult to tell you. Better option would be I. And if everything goes as planned, then you will have to search for some other person for making a bakra. I am pretty sure there would be a lot many people in list just for you. And in case you get a new one, just don't play with them your nasty game. Show some respect to their emotions / feelings. I think I said more than enough (to no one ) . Anyways be on your watch, someday you might as well be on the same road ( about 5% chances ). Else you WIN everytime. 

Seriously-Sincerely,
The Hurt-ed-One.

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