An eighteen year old man
Half asleep, waiting
Another number
in the
long line of life.
Sitting this one out,
Beside a 15" long
Mac book screen
Bored and jobless.
replacing text books,
By
drugs,
neither cocaine, nor weed,
But the evil drug I intake,
' Facebook'
Another day,
Fighting love,
liking dull stuffs,
Faking laughter, that too loudly
(lol) on every stupid posts.
another dead wifi,
Another time loss.
Your very own bed time story,
with a little twist,
Midnight,
God graced me with something new,
On the networking website of likes and shares,
I met a familiar ice cream.
Wtf! Am I drunk?
No, of course not,
vanilla!
Still indigestible.
Okay, I ll stop being cheesy,
A sweet sixteen new born cousin,
Yea, it happens on in India.
It was her, my cousin,
I met for the first time,
Facebook offered a cousin,(Ekta kapoor, use this plot for a 10 year long serial)
Maybe first time in it's history
(name me in the guiness book please, thank you!)
a two page history cleared out that she was indeed one of my family member(if I turn famous bi chance, you would have to mug this history up kids, haha wannabe :p)
And it all began,
Our journey of 10 years long bro-sister bond, nah
10 months long bond of respect and trust,
Nope,
A 10 day bond of "hey, tell about you" quote.
lol!
So everyone writes stuffs like
"A sister is someone who respects you from her inner heart,
No matter how much she argues, she cannot be drawn apart."
But,
This is my story,
Met a new soul whom I have still not seen..
A book worm, green apple vodka addict(okay, just one shot addict, happy? :p), music enthusiast(proves, shes my cousin) that's all I know.
Cia.
