We'll make you walk alone

Suarez signed and Nando submitted a transfer request. What a day for an LFC fan. I'll not crib at all. No player is bigger than a club. Yes, right now we are rebuilding and yes we can't compete (realistically) for any trophy this season but that doesn't mean a player whom we endeared for 3 years would just walk away when we need him. But, fine. Life has to move on. I'd not like to see a player holding a club for ransom. Even if he's Fernando Torres, Liverpool's number 9. No. Not acceptable. Sad to see how football has changed. Money is all they want. Where is the passion? And Chelsea of all places? An old age home that ruined the likes of Deco, Shevchenko, Ballack?How many homegrown player does Chelsea have? Who's a true blue? Throw some money and the hungry dogs would bite their owners. Playing with the likes Ashley Cole, who betrayed an old man who built him? John Terry? Who cheated his wife and his team-mate? Anelka? Who has played for almost every club in Europe and was sent back from world cup campaign? Do you think Lampard, and Ramires would feed you through-balls? Well, good luck. I used to like you, I still might be liking you but respect that I had for you for all these years is drained out. I won't ask you to stay. We at LFC don't beg people to stay. You wanna go? Go. But remember what happened to Owen.
And Chelsea, better are Man Utd than you lot. In an attempt to buy history, you'll soon become history.  Money talks indeed, but a club who can't win European Cup when their captain has to just hit the ball into the back of the net from 10 yards.... well, the less said the better...
YNWA Torres if you are leaving. If not, let's show Chelsea what Class is.

Goth

First of all, it's awesome to have zero readers. You no more right for them. You write for yourself. Fuck the world. Staying true to oneself is important. There are people who has sacrificed a lot for you and in modern world those people are called your parents. Even your best friend or your love or your followers will jump out of the ship if it starts sinking. Your parents won't. Shame how quickly we forget the debt we owe to them.

Life's dark. Knowledge is power. Earn knowledge. It earns you money. Money can buy everything. 

Damn... Early morning cycling from tomorrow. To win tour de France, you should be willing to ride when no one else is willing to. You should be willing to work when no one else wants to. 

Eric Cartman, wish I had the foul mouth of yours for a day.. Oh, how I'd use it.. I just wonder...

Beefcake!

Mental Clot

Damn life's hectic. Get up, go for work in chilly weather, work like an intellectual ass for 8-10 hours, listen to his rants the whole day even when he isn't criticizing you, come back home tired, try to study and fall asleep.
Repeat the same all over again. College's about to start so everything that was hectic is bound to get WTF Hectic. Not that I am complaining. I don't have time to complain. But it's nice to be busy. It's nice to be busy and mind your own goddamn business than looking at mediocrity around you and fall prey to it. Same lame loud songs will be played, same cheap jokes will be cracked and you'll be criticized for either supporting Liverpool or  attempting to study when the semester has just begun. In either case, I raise my middle finger to acknowledge the    naysayers. People argue, aren't you in US to make money? Sure, but I'm not going to sell amway products and become a social outcast. There's a limit to everything. But stubborn people won't give a damn. Money is power and money changes people. Fuck these pricks. I am glad to have handful of people around me to look up to and say, wow. Here's the real deal. Looking at them and their tireless attempts to gain knowledge to really master their field, I get inspiration. God bless thee. Gotta work harder this semester. Interns beckon if I am awesome in my attempts to grab hold of one.
Bring on next semester.

P.S. - I love you. Unconditionally. I know you know it. And I hope you respect it. I am not just another guy  you know.

No Title. Seriously.

Working for a Gujju guy who considers himself American and acts like one too, is pain. Not exact pain. I get paid. On top of that, I have a very thick head. Insults just can't breach it's coat unless, of-course, I let them in. So this guy, whom I am quite grateful for giving me a job, keep hurling insults at his customers. Specially the Indian ones. Calls them "Chutya". Tells me how they keep asking stupid questions over the phone, answers to which are unfathomable to both the parties engaged in conversation, in my opinion. Russel Peters was right. Terrorists hate Americans. Indians hate each other. He keeps saying how I should Not go back to India and make a living here. Mate, you are a living proof why I shouldn't be in this alienated country which makes you forget who you really were. Money isn't everything.
India is heaven. Period.
Tomorrow, should be the final nail in the coffin. I just have had it. Loss after loss after loss after loss. This is not taking LFC anywhere. It's gone from bad to Hodgson and it just doesn't feel right. A guy yesterday saw my LFC scarf. Said, who in his right mind would follow Liverpool.
Someone who prefers sleeping with his wife and not prostitutes.
Liverpool for Life.

Tired.

P.S. - Dark Knight is just way to awesome. Everytime it's new. RIP Ledger.

Smoke and Vents

This is boring. Argh... the pain. Why am I here? Why? I mean, 1380 could have brought me much better than this. Last thing I needed was lack of seriousness in my approach in studies. Loads depend on the surrounding you choose to live in. If it's lethargic, you become a snail. If it's lively, or atleast heading in the right direction, you become something more than what you were right now. The more you see time-wasters, the more time you waste. The more time you smoke the pot procrastination, the more you get high on uselessness. You reach new levels of lethargy day by day. When the smoke clears, you have an epiphany that you've been just fucked  by yourself. Arghh.. Why did I waste my time? Never, ever, watch people wasting time. It takes loads of determination to go against the tide. Argh.....

Must do what others don't. Period.

Kick Off

Here I stand in the middle of a lush green field, wearing a brand new kit, eager to kick the ball.
2010 is a passe. 2011 will bring new hope, new highs, new disappointments, new friends, new challenges, new enemies, new lessons and new outlook on life.
Old bonds remain the same and stronger than ever they stay.
Thank you god.


2011, I am yours.