Yeh hai meri kahani
(This is my story)
When I was...
being born... I was so fat that the doctors needed an obstetric forcep to pull me out.
When I was...
being born... I was so fat that the doctors needed an obstetric forcep to pull me out.
When I was...
three... I was shit scared of my father. I would hide every time I saw him.
When I was...
four... I'd hide under my bed every morning, hoping today no one would find me to take me to school.
four... I'd hide under my bed every morning, hoping today no one would find me to take me to school.
When I was...
six... I was being trained, alongwith my sister, to become a world class competitive swimmer.
six... I was being trained, alongwith my sister, to become a world class competitive swimmer.
When I was...
eight... I was growing up to become a prankster, a major extrovert, funny and happy.
eight... I was growing up to become a prankster, a major extrovert, funny and happy.
When I was...
ten... I hid behind a wall of our drawing room, watching my dad drink his evening whiskey, waiting for him to get a little high, so that I could tell him, I didn't enjoy swimming.
ten... I hid behind a wall of our drawing room, watching my dad drink his evening whiskey, waiting for him to get a little high, so that I could tell him, I didn't enjoy swimming.
When I was...
thirteen... and timid, some top Indian cricketers saw me play cricket with professionals many years my senior, and were almost certain I would go on to play for the country.
thirteen... and timid, some top Indian cricketers saw me play cricket with professionals many years my senior, and were almost certain I would go on to play for the country.
When I was...
fourteen... every single day my dad made me repeat out loud: "Cricket is first priority. Studies second. And everything else follows. I will be a champion. I will not quit, because I am a winner, and winners never quit, because quitters never ever win."
fourteen... every single day my dad made me repeat out loud: "Cricket is first priority. Studies second. And everything else follows. I will be a champion. I will not quit, because I am a winner, and winners never quit, because quitters never ever win."
When I was...
fifteen... I was shit scared before going in to a match, thinking, "What will dad say if I didn't perform well today?"
fifteen... I was shit scared before going in to a match, thinking, "What will dad say if I didn't perform well today?"
When I was...
sixteen... I fell in love, with a 13-year-old.
sixteen... I fell in love, with a 13-year-old.
When I was...
seventeen... I fell in love again, and had my first kiss, my first lay too.
seventeen... I fell in love again, and had my first kiss, my first lay too.
When I was...
eighteen... I turned a rebel, grew my hair, pierced my ears, walked around with half my shirt buttons open, started doping, and cricket... cricket had become nothing but an obligation, performing, winning, had become nothing but a boring duty.
eighteen... I turned a rebel, grew my hair, pierced my ears, walked around with half my shirt buttons open, started doping, and cricket... cricket had become nothing but an obligation, performing, winning, had become nothing but a boring duty.
When I was...
nineteen... I set fire to my cricket kit, in front of my father's eyes, and saw tears in his eyes for the first time in my life.
nineteen... I set fire to my cricket kit, in front of my father's eyes, and saw tears in his eyes for the first time in my life.
When I was...
twenty... I was a hot-shot... hot-blooded, sentimental, immature, and an angry kid making some serious waves in Delhi's crime reporting scene.
twenty... I was a hot-shot... hot-blooded, sentimental, immature, and an angry kid making some serious waves in Delhi's crime reporting scene.
When I was...
twenty-one... I had left home, was living in with a girl, winning top awards in journalism, cheating on women left, right and centre, and doping practically every single day.
twenty-one... I had left home, was living in with a girl, winning top awards in journalism, cheating on women left, right and centre, and doping practically every single day.
When I was...
twenty-two... I wanted to be famous, and wrote my first ficticious novel, based on a half-true story, of myself.
twenty-two... I wanted to be famous, and wrote my first ficticious novel, based on a half-true story, of myself.
When I was...
twenty-three... I was hurting, very badly.
twenty-three... I was hurting, very badly.
When I was...
twenty-four... I had turned into an introvert, and arguably, an alcoholic.
twenty-four... I had turned into an introvert, and arguably, an alcoholic.
Today, I am...
twenty-five... a former cricketer, an ex-boyfriend to 25 women, an author of two books, living in another country, rude, all alone, and lonely.
twenty-five... a former cricketer, an ex-boyfriend to 25 women, an author of two books, living in another country, rude, all alone, and lonely.
Yeh hai meri kahani (This is my story).
posted by Once the Conman at 6:28 PM
11 Comments:
Rude you are, but if you know you're rude, why can't you do something about it, like not be rude?
BY GOD TERE SE BARA CHUTIYA AUR PHEKU NAHI DEKHA .... TU CIRCUS JOIN KAR LE .. WILL SUIT YOU PERFECT...
Fingers: If I am not rude, I'd be normal. I don't do normal.
Abey Anonymous: LOL! Tu bevakoof ka Bevakoof hi rahega... Blog phekne ke liye hi hota hai choot ke dhakan.
And Fingers: Please don't misread the post. Not once in that post did I say, that I regretted any of who I am and what happened.
So do not think that I want to but can't change or anything like that.
abey gandu tune apni kahani mein yeh to likha hi nahi ki tu bacpan se aisa chutiya tha ya duniya ne aisa bana diya hai ... haha..
yaar ek baat bata teri itni phati kyun hai...and how can you be such a natunki... trust me if you wuld have been in India i've wuld sat with you and made you realize ki tere jine ka koi phayda nahi hai aur mar jana chaiye...trust me u r a waste...but one thing good abt you is that u write well.only if u realize that ki teri khayli duniya bahuti hi kokhli hai...i pity you..
July 1st. I'll be in India. Looking forward to meeting you.
sure let me know the time and the place....and don't mind if i start laughing at you the moment i see you ...
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chchchc get a life and get out of your stupid pretentions... trust me delhi is full of such stupid egoist i deal with them day in and day out..and end of it i see them crying and howling...and meet you i will...for sure trust me
problems i don't have any... i just see you as a waste of talent i wuld like to groom you as the biggest circus clown of the world,who can also write well...atleast give some value to your useless life.
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