System analysis
I and a friend of mine, Rashid are sitting together in the atrium of LUMS. It is late. We are sitting near the music room.
Someone is raping a guitar and some other idiot is trying to keep some sort of backbeat, which for some unknown reason starts and stops at illogical intervals.
Rashid has been trying to send messages for the past fifteen minutes to some other friend, who is either asleep or dead in some dark ditch because there have been no replies. This annoys me. To add insult to injury I am also tired of waiting for two hour and fifteen seconds for someone called Saba to arrive.
I do not know this Saba. The only thing I know is that years ago, perhaps in kindergarten, Rashid Sahib asked Saba out. Saba refused and Rashid moved on, blossoming into some deformed kind of intellectual and ending up in Harvard, studying political science. Years later Saba decides to contact him again. Now clearly that he is a good catch, dark, handsome and single, maybe they should get together and get a room, pronto.
My brain is puking.
While Rashid still attempts to contact the deceased friend, I decide to grab a coke and drown myself in it.
The cafeteria is small and cramped. I get a coke and sit outside.
A couple is sitting across me. The guy is telling the girl about how Bill Gates and how if he drops a dollar bill the time it will take him to pick it up, he would have made another million dollars. The girl smiles and whispers in his ear.
She is probably saying
You show me a tenth of that kind of money
And ill take my pants off
I am this second, visualizing her small cute ass completely naked.
The sad part is the other guy is going to poking that small cute ass in reality while she shudders and moans.
Too many voices
Stop
Finish the stupid coke
Go home
Masturbate
Exhaust yourself
Alone
Wide range of insomnia
I can’t stop laughing
And can’t stop feeling sorry for myself
-Ali Sultan
Neha says:
Hmmm. Random thoughts eh? try getting drunk and sleepin on the parapet of a roof 4 stories high. Its an out of world experience, and you ll never feel sorry for yourself again. phew someday i will write abt the time i did that…
May 9th, 2006 at 02:08 pm
Baba says:
lol
Ali
May 9th, 2006 at 03:38 pm
Kruz says:
lol…a normal day in the life of every single male in INDIA…cant comment on men of other countries as I have never been to any!!!
May 9th, 2006 at 04:12 pm