An Outlet for my thoughts

Today, I was talking to a friend of mine who shall, of course, not be named. He was recounting some stories ranging from school to college and some of them literally blew my mind away. Now, I'm not doing this in a video format because this comprises of some NSFW stuff but that's when my handy dandy blog comes into play. This interaction helped me remember some accounts from another friend of mine and that's when I realized that my friends lead amazing lives. I'll start with the stories of today because they're fresh in my mind and continue from there. This blog can be of a certain length so buckle up for some amazing stories. Accounts from Friend 1: Now, to give some context, this guy is chill af and nothing fazes him which makes these accounts even more interesting. There are different stories here and I'll label them accordingly. Story 1: The Psycho One fine day, after our class 12 boards had ended, our protagonist got a text from a random girl from school. No...

 Now that my college life is coming to an end, I would like to revisit February of 2017, the last few months before my boards, JEE and and the rest of the life. So why am I talking about 2017 now? It's because I saw an old ass looking diary among my JEE books and I couldn't believe that I kept a diary for like 3 days before I became bored of it and stopped writing. It's not much but it was entertaining and I thought that now I have some free time and I should probably share it here, my writing space. I will filter some dark thoughts but for the most part, it will be raw. Sorry for the grammar in advance, English is not my first language. Note- Present day Ashutosh thoughts will be in italics. 1-FEB-2017--- The storms were all over the country. It was coming. Lakhs of students like me were waiting for it. A lone boy was standing in the midst of a barren land. Determined to win this, he took out all his big guns and his ammunition would be the stuff which would make his caree...

This is just to jot down the events in my dream which occurred today. The events were disjointed and frankly nauseating.  if you find yourself on this page by any chance, I'm sorry. This won't be interesting. I don't know how dreams start so it would be foolish to try to remember how it exactly started so let's cut to the part where I actually remember something. I was in the middle of a town. It was barren-ish and I don't remember seeing a lot of people there. In that world, I assumed this was normal and started... walking to complete my steps. Fuck, I had StepSetGo even in  my dream. This is turning out to be an obsession, isn't it? Anyhoo, I walked for a bit and ended up at a place which kind of looked like the airport market area of Jamshedpur  (Picture will be given) but with a jungle instead of ,well, an airport or rather an aerodrome.    Now, here the fun part begins. I saw a man coming from the forest and he did not look particularly friendly. However, h...