Bring It On!!!

"I am sore wounded but not slain
I will lay me down and bleed a while
And then rise up to fight again"

Why hv I put dis quote up here? Who m I gonna fight? Yeah even I hv an enemy (gasps)!!!

The villain in dis story (no not my mngr dumbo) is someone who has proved twice in a row dat his sole purpose in life is 2 be a thorn…n he bloody well is a pain whr it matters most…I unfortunately know him…n considered him a frnd (my mistake).

He always detested my popularity (ok…I m d hero here) n made ingenious plans 2 strike me out…well must say he came quite close.

Hmmm…I guess I shud start wid a flashback…so here it goes…we do a time travel back 2 d yr 2003…I hv no clue which month…I guess colleges start in June…so June it is.

I met “him” (ok don’t wanna spill his name out n give him a chance 2 sue me 4 libel) 4 d 1st time ever on d very 1st day of coll, which btw was St. Aloysius, M’lore…n no my life din change its course immeadiately if dats wat u guys expected :P

He was in my class, unfortunately…we talked normally…though I don’t rmbr wat we talked…but we did talk…he had a weird name (yeah he still has d same one)…a name I hv neva heard anywhere else…before or after. N he’s pretty conscious abt dat stupid name of his…though m sure he wont admit it now…but at dat time he was…I know (I said I m d hero…heroes neva lie)

So dis dude was an avg student in class…maintained pretty decent grades (quite an achievement 4 his pathetically low IQ), n wrote stupid poetry n drew even “stupider” (dunno if dere is such a word) cartoons or caricatures or wateva it was dat marked d margins of all his notes…he was a mess wid spellings n an even worse singer…yeah he used 2 hum songs n I used 2 sit somewhere around n beat my head on d bench n even dat wud seem music 2 dis jerk n he wud continue singin.

So off we went frm 1st to 2nd and den to d final yr…pretty breezy ride…some of d best days of my life (yeah eventhough dis clown was very much around) and we were pretty gud frenz or so I thot.

We finished our courses n me bein dis incredibly intelligent guy (heck I told u I m d hero) got placed in a well-reputed IT firm…n he went on 2 do his MCA (no…not in our coll…d management realized its mistake of takin him 4 d bachelors…so dey din let him anywhere close d moment he passed out).

I came 2 B’lore and was leadin a pretty happy life n dere he was in his coll scheming an evil plan 2 bring my gud name 2 dust 2 quench the neva-endin thirst of his sadistic mind…we used 2 talk occasionally…wen both of us were bored n had no other job n all d flies at our places were dead n part of folklore.

Fast frwd 2 present tense…d exact date wud be d 6th of April, 2008. On dat fateful day, he got his chance…he saw his long-awaited dream bein fulfilled…he saw my waterloo (plz don’t break d word into smaller words n derive meanings)

He got 2 know dat I hv created a blog…n dere he was…at his menacing best…writin out d worst comment n takin out all his pent-up frustration on dat poor lil blog of mine. But, alas, his effort went in waste. Ppl had already read d blog n formed opinions n dey din fall prey 2 his onslaught.

But not one 2 give up so easily (a trait dat all aloysians share), he struck back on my 2nd post…n dis time he hit d bull’s eye…d moment he came 2 know dat I hv updated my blog, he jumped on n was d 1st one 2 comment…n he literally shred my blog into pieces…he dissected each n every line I wrote…n almost wrote a comment dat was bigger dan my post!!!

Everyone followed suit…just as dat shrewd brain of his had anticipated…he had achieved wat he set out 2 do…he had triumphed…he had lived his dream…he won d battle…he rejoiced…he celebrated …his attempt at drivin me away frm blogosphere almost materialized…n I thot I wud neva be able 2 come up wid something in reply…but it wasn’t “Game Over” yet…dere was still a lot 2 play 4.

N den I thot (yeah I did)…a lot (now shut up will u? I thot n dats it)…n I decided dat d best thing I can do is tell d world (ok maybe not d entire world but all those who r listenin) d truth behind those savage attacks.

N today I hv done dat…I hv exposed him (not literally…thank heavens)…n I stand here…amidst d ruins of wat was once a blog of gud reputation…waitin 4 his next move. N dis time I intend 2 give it back…real hard.

Go 4 it dude…throw ur best at me…I m ready…as I said at the beginning…m gonna “rise up to fight again”

Note: All the incidents mentioned here r true 2 d best of my knowledge n any resemblance 2 any characters livin or dead is purely INTENTIONAL :P