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I really don't know what the hell these religious fanatics want to say. Its true that good poetry with sundri kei bal make even toilet look like the bloody ultimate in its essence and content potentials too.
Yesterday my managing director in chief the general in chief of armed forces opined that he is bloody product of a school where some shit were made roses and roses the vice verse and you see I am the only genius and potential and righteous on this bullshit earth. I replied yes sir.
Love
had love been so cheap so to say like every chabi wala would have tonnes of military loads loaded with love.You will wonder at the concoction of verbs or words I have used here but its not simple to know why I have done so. You see may be I don't want to tell the way to gems. I know these chabi walas will first grab the opportunity at the most filthiest and stinky way. I will continue. Love who happens to be in a psyche or in physical possession or in likely physical possession or likely self belief to be one or in external existentials showers that entity remains zillions miles or say nautical miles away to realise or even understand what love stands for ; that entity may existentialize (note the word I have used ) the best plausible modus operandi love remains a mirage in this case in all implicit and explicit meanings. I will continue. I am still continuing : I know I have written a lot of kanpur life and what I yearned for whilst at a hotel at kanpur as the vacuous feels of life prickles the unbearable at such change of scene ( live ones not bloody sharukhan style one that bloody rub nei bana di jori shit ) ( you can notice I have literally first not believed the computer itself then I had to opt for this dummy machine only as at present I have no access to a paper dictionary ) , no phone call came from you ( here you is deepika padukone only and only in absolute terms all inclusive )
Love
I am going to pen down a love letter to you that probably needs a heart to decipher what I mean at the end of its words. Every Indian bitch who wishes a bloody flat ki chabbi will say dekha meinei samajh lya tha pahalei hi. I will continue.
I have started a letter that may prove to be lethal for who so ever happens to read it. Krishan gopal was saying what problem I have with you. Probably the ingenious genius could not visualise I cant afford to have a problem with either you or anu or say even kiran too. You see bapa di junia is a punjabi word. I dont think I have written a tough punjabi which any person on earth can even say or think that its tough to understand.
you may not worry I have no idea to elaborate on sciences further.
Love
the kaleidoscopic content and value of life not withstanding melancholic perception is simply lethal as the laws place a bloody dirty bomb at your hands the moment you go the dirty knot. I think you give a title to it. I can only explain kids born to wombs who are in a yawing /( a state of mind where the person is lost in oblivion s whether of self or of outer existential s ) , status between 3-6 months of pregnancy will continue to fall victim irrespective of the fact that I have literally written the start and end of sciences over here.
Indian masses in a mad race to bring changes has sent to parliament such peoples who have paucity of brains and mandate madness gives it another filthiest shape. India has seen such cases but masses probably do not bother to remember may be they are misled by sundri and bhagva factors or may some other local factors. Coke and pepsi was banned and asked to leave India whilst they pleaded India will loose foreign exchange and jobs plus market but madness went to that extent that Parliament turned itself into bloody factory or bania so to say like and some bloody 77 was brought into the life of India lo ji mei tharo dhukho ka elaj kar dio