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नमस्कार मित्रानो ! मी एक बेवडा आहे . कोणत्या हि बेवड्याला पकडा मी तोच बेवढा आहे आणि हि आहे माझी आत्मकथा. माझे बाबा माझ्या बालपणातच स्वर्गात गेले आणि मी मस्त २६ वर्षाचा झालो असून नशेचा धुन्धीत आयुष्य मिरवत होतो.  पैश्यांच कुठे होतं   टेन्शन ? आईच पेन्शन   होता ना ! आता फक्त “ आई खाऊ खायला पैसे दे ” असा म्हणायचा ऐवजी “ चकना साठी पैसे दे. ” असे म्हणायला लागत होते. नाही दिले तर तिच्यावर   ओरडायचो आणि पैसे नसले तर गाडीतले पेट्रोल विकून नशा करायचओ . पण करायचो नक्की, खूप छान चालय माझ आयुष . पहा पुढे काय होता ते . काय होते ते जवानी चे अड्डे   !, दिन भर नशा करूनही धुंद रहात जाई समाधानाचे खड्डे , कॉलेज संपुनी आज ४ वर्षी झाली सर्व काही सुटले पण नशा फक्त राहिली | सांगून थकले सर्व लोक, दारू सोड! पी फक्त कोक , बाबा परलोक जायचा आधी कसली स्वप्ने पहिली होती, आईला नको होते हिरे द्यायचे तरी मोती | मी सर्व ऐकी , पण बाटली ला कुठे होते कान, मित्राने सांगितले होते मनाचे कर पहिले समाधान, भोकात गेला लोकांचा अपमान , नशेत होतो पुन्हा मी,   गोड वाटली परत दारूची बा

When children shout and play out in their vacations, when B.sc and B.com people are romancing out on the streets and enjoying with the friends, engineering people are busy practicing diagrams for their exams tomorrow. Tired eyes, hurting back and cramped legs with an icing of mental tiredness turns into an effective recipe for exhaustion.  Mother says “You scored 82 % in twelfth, why have to fallen 30 below?” We have no answers. Still we won’t surrender. Having a wobbling faith on the seniors who guided us and the seniors who were guided by some more such storytellers, we continue to march for the exams.  Someone said  - Just draw diagrams and a bit of scribbling below it ( any lyrics will also do) , you will gain sufficient marks ( at least pass!) . So we are all practicing diagrams (we just scrib it, promising ourselves we will draw neatly in exam.) All the semester we slept, but at the last moment we are AWAKE! We won’t budge for we want to conquer the ex

Remember those days in the 1990s when all our cousins used to sit together just to watch a horror movie? Even children for the neighborhood would be dragged to watch along with us. Despite knowing this fact that it is going to haunt you all night you still watch it.And then you couldn’t sleep at night just because of the horror episode you just saw...  Then you would just cuddle near your grandma who you thought to be the fearless person and no ghost could harm you if you are with her?   Those ghosts were actors who just used a clay makeup and white eye lenses; with the light effects  it would still surpass the animations they use in similar genre of movies today. Well, that was a pretty long time I should say when the today’s technology was still in its infant stage… and you know what? I no longer fear ghost movies... but fear something else the negative stories that are broadcasted at night in the form of crime stories.. Murders, thefts , pornography   and particula

        It was long back in 2009. Nobody ever thought about the ad neither did anyone thought about this. They thought it was just for the taste and it never smells. If you are wondering   what I am talking about? It’s the ‘chocolate’ .         But   the some company just had to hire a few sexy girls and a chocolate boy who would smell like chocolate   after spraying the Chocolate deo and then girls had to just linger around him all the time. Well, that was what guys were waiting for long time. FannyMagnet* effect in just few seconds and a hundred bucks.          But the smell wasn’t that as expected, It was my mad age of teenage when everything I behaved now seems so foolish now. When I used it for the first time it didn’t smell good but, just like a strong whisk of dark torturous smell. I can’t describe how it smells but it doesn’t like chocolate at least.          At first I thought may be girls have a different taste and it had one more work to do- to piss of