Angel

She put her palms on the table and with their support stood up. Around her, the people mindlessly chatting away, all looked up at her. She was radiating some sort of strange energy, positive and powerful. She didn't look like the rest of them, she was a lot more beautiful and all her movements, she carried out with effortless grace. But that wasn't what made her different. The people around couldn't help but stare. She looked up at the limitless sky, with her green eyes so intense, not bothered by anything around her, she spread her wings and she flew away.

Buno and me in the bangla class

"I got a text message from god yesterday"
"It’s been a pretty long time since we heard from him last. So what did he have to say?"
"He wants me to meet him.
So I told him 'ya! definitely, just tell me which ccd'
But he said he wanted me to go to his place Its very far away.
So I told him to come to mine, but he wouldn't listen
So I asked him to send an aeroplane atleast But he said I have to walk."
"So, will you go?"
"Well, at first I said 'Oh no, no way', but then he told me he'll give me lots of chocolate.
So, I think I'll go"
"Oh, then it's okay. You should go then"

The walk of life

I walk down my road alone without a destination in mind on this cold december night. What lies in front of me is more an alley than a road lit by streetlights at regular intervals. Every now and them i pass by some people, all of them stare at me surrounded by cigarette smoke. They pity me and sometimes even mock me. It starts to drizzle.
Cold,wet and alone i walk on. A few men pass by, all dressed in black. They talk sympathetically about the death of a dream. I can hear my own background music now, which seems to slow everything down to a drop and trickle with a slight echo and reverberating guitar. The cold wind, the light drizzle, the wet streets, the slight mist, the golden yellow shimmering street light in the distance all combine to make everything so surreal. It all seems like a dream. It gives me hope. It makes me feel like nothing is wrong, if I open my eyes everything will be okay.
So I walk along, desperate, with my eyes shut, hoping its all just a bad dream. I open my eyes slowly and with that all my hope disappears. I understand, that this is it. This is how its going to be, forever and always. I will never find what I'm looking for, simply because I dont know what it is. I continue walking as the frequency of streetlights reduce. I pass by one and then walk into the darkness, as my background music slowly fades away.

The End

The time has come, my friends, to say goodbye, goodbye to each other, goodbye to our surroundings, goodbye to the lives we have we have lead so far. I can’t really imagine what I'm going to do now, nowhere to go to. The future is hazy, don’t know where I’m going to end up, but the past, it is clear in my head. These memories, I shall carry with me forever. Going through old photographs, each one's got a story to tell, I relive the countless events, with my favourite people in the world, who, its so bloody scary to think, may not even be a part of my life in the future. "you'll make new friends" they say,” its all a part of growing up”. Well, in that case I don’t want to grow up. I wish I could capture this moment, keep it with me, so we'll never have to say goodbye, so we can come back here together, as it always should be, whenever we would like to.
But, its out of my hands now. The universe is too big to worry about us, this is the way it functions. I don’t think I'll have happier days than these, ever, but all good things must come to an end, and this is it.
So, goodbye my friends, we shared lots of laughs. As I sit here and remember, I get this bittersweet feeling, something I have never experienced before, something I cant explain to you, but I'm sure you already know the feeling. You guys are the greatest and I will miss you, miss you always.

Trying to escape it all,I find myself right in the middle of everything once again. Staring at nothing as the ash piles, taking me away from this shithole to the place where i belong. But people all around me,people i dont give a fuck about,people i hate.Trying to push them away but only pulling them closer,closer until i cant breathe.I try to be different,dare not to belong,try and lead the people and find the new,but i fail over and over again,falling flat on my face every single time.That doesn't affect me though.I get straight back up,dust myself and start climbing again.I dont know what I'll find at the top,and I know it may disappoint me,but i also know that it wont.

When I opened my eyes,I found myself lying on grass. My head still hurt. I pulled myself up. Around me I saw four walls. I was in some sort of room in the middle of a field,a room with no ceiling. Three thick beams of light illuminated the room. The grass was freshly cut and looked quite splendid under the lights. The walls were pink and white striped. The sky was deep blue. On the wall were a couple of framed pictures. One was of a very intelligent looking rabbit in an expensive tuxedo,and the other one was of a coconut. I walked towards the door and opened it. It was pretty dark outside. When I closed the door it was pitch dark. The sky was now jet black and the stars shone brightly. In the distance I could see a faint glow. I started to walk towards it.
I didn't know where I was,I didn't know what I was doing there."Well",I thought to myself,"thats just too bad.I wish i knew these things though."I continued to walk towards the light
As the glow reached nearer I discovered that it was coming from a forrest. Everything in the forrest had a faint glow coming out of it giving it a mystical magical look. A deep voice suddenly asked me,"Who are you?"
I looked around but saw nobody.
"Up here." the voice said,"Who are you?"
I looked up and saw an owl.It was very fat."My name is Henry i replied".
"Do you have the time" the owl asked.
"Umm..its half past midnight"I replied
"Thank you young man,you can go now"
"Wait,Mr owl,would you mind telling me where i am?"
"My name is Dr.Harrison Dussledorf"he said pretty annoyed,"You are in the Macnelen's International area of Trees and Animals of the World of course,more popularly known as 'the woods'."
I decided to ask no further questions seeing Dr.Dussledorf was getting upset.So I walked on into the unknown.

Do you know the lyrics of the chorus of psp12 by zero??