Well once i was just sitting in my balcony, I noticed a group of people gathering around on the road below. Thinking that it must be interesting, than just lying down. I went over to see what was there. When i got out of my house, it was brought to my notice from a bright pink board ( my most unfavored color). that the lift was out of order. I began my march down 14 floors. Ultimately when i reached firm land, i went over and saw what was the matter. I went over and saw a man, about 30-31 yrs of age lying half dead over there. Someone brought a mug of water and reviewed him. After some touch-ups and huff-puffs, he began to tell how he came in this state, "I was from a well to-do middle class family. My mother-father worked and we were happy. One day my father brought a lottery just for the fun of it. And the next thing i knew, we had won 100000000 ( i don't know how much that amounts to). My father just gave me 75 lacs from it and spend it in any way i like . So here i am. I had nearly 34 different kinds of drugs, 23 bottles of whiskey , spirit and all other things. And i don't know what to do with the remaining 1 lac. So i figured the best way out. ya, Suicide." So what do i learn from this Nothing A fultoo faltoo by Richie S.
You know, once it was like in the afternoon(my favorite time of the day) i was sitting in my favorite chair , in my favorite corner of the balcony , wearing my favorite sweat shirt, sipping my favorite cappuccino, while reading my favorite book in this favorable climate. I was slowly dozing of in this great atmosphere when suddenly there was some noise like GRRRRrrrrrrrrr.... I was in a state of coma for a second. When i recovered from it i realized it was my dearly neighbor snoring away in his balcony. Somehow however i got into a nap when, 'DING DONG' went the bell. I went and opened the door and what should i see but a man wearing an apron smeared with blood, a knife in one hand and a chunk of flesh in the other, It was the neighborhood butcher. I had ordered him to deliver some meat for my dinner. I was cooking the meat the butcher had delivered, when the bell went off again. I opened the door and what did i see, but a man clad in a black shirt, black denim, black cap, black goggles, black shoes, black socks, black gloves, and probably black underwear. He also had a knife in hand and no, he wasn't the butcher. I tried to push him away and run but i felt a cold hand grab my shoulder and a stab right through my spine. AAaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!
I was woken up by my dearest neighbor's snoring -An utterly faltoo Kkahani by richiesajan
