Note: It was extreme fun watching the Rajnikanth movie. And it was extreme-er fun acting investigator. You must try it.
One of my many girlfriends is in love. I found out the boy was a bad boy. I was bored. I acted CID. I dug into the matter. I investigated. I am one heck of a good investigator, I must say. I got all the proof. Not knowing what to do, I surrendered the proof to my girlfriend. BOOM. She now thinks (probably) that I am after her love life / I am after her love / I am after her happiness / I am basically one evil Medusa. She won't talk to me. End of story. I'v given up on my hopes of taking up 'investigation' as a profession cause I am fucking good at it. And my proofs break hearts. Kaboom.
People scare me. People these days scare me.
And then people who I 'know know' go around investigating into my blog. Wanting to know who was I talking about in this post, that post.
They scare me. Please stop. Else I'll have to stop blogging. I'll have to make my blog disappear. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
I'm serious. Very serious.
Planet Earth sometimes gets to my nerves. It is eating me up. Slowly.