''Hello son''.
''Hey Dad! What's up?''
''Long time. What's the noise?''
"Err... I am hanging out with friends..."
"I thought you ran out of money?"
"YES YES!!! Errrr... YES! I am out of money."
Little does he know why I haven't called home in a week, strong recession had got its hold on me, choking my bank account and mobile balance. I am falling deeper and deeper into the crater of debt, I remember the lines of Max Payne, ' the more I try to climb, the deeper I am falling into it.
Study schedule has been as hectic as it could ever be. Must be the Karma! It feels like the four cozy semester I had enjoyed, at the expense of dedicated group mates doing my share of work, are now taking their revenge on me. Photoshop has never hanged on me so much, as I fight my sleep heaving on my eye lids, my mind going numb on an almost dysfunctional brain, arranging the sheets for next day's studio submission. Nothing felt more pleasant than my warm bed and comfy pillows.
And the girl next door has been distracting me more than ever, with her colorful churidars. Things were not going any smooth though. She pretends like nothing is happening around, with her forced smile that flashes around her face while I pass by her, and a determined Karthik being ever annoying trying to 'enlighten' my life, and her friend plotting to revenge some old business with him, and my coward heart being the scapegoat. She was like the autumn breeze midst the winter, like a flash of colorful romantic movie in between a shady vampire movie. Speaking of the vampires, the newly recruited faculties have been getting on our nerves. They had the gift of demoralizing students with their unforgivably arrogant comments and intolerable lecturing.
Depression had caught me again, the unaccustomedness to working, and missing sleeps has made me an owl, I would search my way around Facebook and tech sites whole night, to the point of extreme depression, I could write reviews about all the latest gadgets around, or write a guide on drag racing, based on my experience with Street Rivals Facebook game. I traveled all the way to One town to keep myself distracted, with three rupees in my hand and a rumbling stomach, and made peace with it with the only samosa I could afford.
I was selected in the Old Monks team for 5 vs 5 football tournament, and well my job probably will be to cheer and shout at my team mates from the bench. A substiute eh? Psh! I am like the Manager! *head held high*
And hurray! I finally found a realistic violin instrument in FL Studio. I have composed this track called Heartbeat, and I am pretty happy with the result.
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