Heart's abhorrence

''Grrrrrrr, there goes my heart's abhorrence". Bloody fucked up OE answer scripts will come with a load of gloom subsequently folowed by deppression. i want to spew venom at everyone right now. i want to rip them apart .... chew their flesh..... smash their silly heads with sillier haircuts!!!! Why have they left me feeling miserably blue?

Doing it the Hemlat way!

i'm writing after a long while. today i feel like blabbering away a bit of nonsense. i can easily write my heart out without bothering about stupid things like grammatical errors and fear(s) of offending anyone. The kingkartabyabimuhro has got this bit of a cyberspace just to its self. Thus this can be it's secret diary which never will be thwarted by unwanted attention or raised brows. In my previous post i talked about the utter nyakami of emoticons, comments on one's blog posts and forthat matter the whole illusionary and pseudo-sensitive nature of cyber activities like chatting and blogging. But it'll be hypocrisy if i didn't admit the oppurtunities it offers to someone like me who would like to rant sometimes without wishing other people to hear it's rant. This will allow me to curse and swear at abominable wretches, a bunch of stuck up pseudo intellectual fools and nasty middle aged people who would love to act like 8yr old kids playing para cricket. In this way i'll be able to ''give vent to my anger" - as Hemlat put it in Hemlat-the Prince of Garanhata.