the bak bak the ... fokat ka gyan...PAPA kanchaa..

All these songs of serendipity and everflowing love stem when the brain is hijacked by the lauda...
These five years havent exactly been brilliant....Every attempt to end it with a bang also isnt exactly going to be brilliant...Veni Vidi Vici....i came i saw....I dint conquer..I erred again..
Alcohol has always made me very aggressive. Inflaming wine...Pernicious to mankind...unnerves the limb...dulls the noble mind....Only in my case it never dulls the mind....It makes it arrogant...
Sindhi attempted to weave a wonderous spell of happiness to mark the end of the five years....That attempt doesnt fail because of his lack of sincerities...It fails coz were all trying to prove that our lauda is the size of the fucking qutub minar all the time.....
The ego and rational thought are always inversely proportional.... And a little alcohol always accelerates that phenomenom.... Iv never wanted to be the killjoy sindhi, Donie........