paralyzed body with a "lively" heart : psycho - CT

College means bunking ..

College means canteen ..

College means passed by chance in exams ...

College means getting caught by faculty ..

College means sleeping in class ..

College means always in trouble ... and continues..... endless list .... :P :D: P :D  .. .. .. ..

Thats how our college life is for 3 of us ( the psychos ) ... 

3 years of college.... 2 1/2 years over ...just few more months left then tata bye bye college and welcome boring professional life ...

Our life was like a dream ...3 of us did every stuff possible...every crap and crazy stuff ...

going triples when police running behind ... hehehehe

bunk college watchman running behind us ...

night out...

confidently fooling a teacher ..

3 of us alone in house ..overloaded with crazy ideas ...

passing funny comments ...

telling something a wrong thing confidently...

proudly hugging each other after exam for giving company in flunking ..

laughing when a teachers yells....

more more  more more........ infinite......

unlimited list ... :P :P

(P:S unless and until u do all those stuff u will never understand its meaning...)

many ppl wondered...asked us "dont u guys fight ever ?"

We always said  "YES".. we do... definitely ... we fight ..we cry....

we cry not out of pain... we cry by feeling the overflowed love of our psycho`s involved in the fight...

we fight to cry ...we fight to love more...

ppl calls us "kiddish behavior" ... we dont mind to be a kid if it gives us a reason to live happily ever after...

family problem....bf problem...office problem...etc etc etc will fly away in one blink when we 3 psychos are together .. No pain killer can compete with our pain relief love which makes us forget everything in life and  takes us to a world of fairy tales..

Ya exactly thats how we r ....

u might call us psychic .. mad...etc..."WE DONT CARE " .. 

(P:S - once in ur life u must tru out this:: act like a mad person for one day ... enjoy ur day as if no one is around u ... do everything u feel like )..

BUT we just forgot reality is different , it has something else for us..

Everything has to come to an end one day.. may be a good or a bad ending ...as our fate has scripted....

Same college ...

Same teachers..

Same canteen ...

Same classrooms ..

everything similar

Same 3 of us... but not psychos any more...

Now ,

the noise of the crowd in canteen / college  is like a dead silent ...

food in canteen seems to be a poison...

the staircase seems to be a haunting place...

bunking classes is boring now...

sleeping in class is an insult now..

Now entering our college make me feel like am entering in my own funeral .. 

A small misunderstanding in a mili second changed everything.... 

our fairytale has become a horror tale now..

living a life where i can breathe but cant feel.... a life which is paralyzed from mind .. a life which is only called but its meaning is lost somewhere ...

Now i understand the meaning of actually fight... now i can feel how ppl in our life can change us...

when we meet ppl we dont realise at all how imp. they slowly become in our life.. we realise when they walk away...

We 3 psychos may not be together now.... forever... reality might separate us but i know even they knows(psycho`s) that we will never ever be separated from the bond of our heart ...

We may not talk ...We may not fight again..we may not see each other anymore in reality..

but I know ..WE know...at the end of the day when we will close our eyes to forget the hectic day we will always feel each other... our heart will talk to each other... it still beats and no one can take away the language of our heart ...

We promised one day we will never leave each other then how can we... ya we broke it... physically & mentally but not "heartedly" .... our hearts are not cruel like our mind ...its decent enough.. it will never break us...

the language of our heart may not be understandable to others.... 

others might call it madness.. others might say its stupidity... 

WE WILL STILL SAY WE DONT CARE 

I donno whats there for us.... i know we r not together any more... 

but i also know WE miss US....

Our heart is binded hardly.... difficult to tear apart....

so y tension...enjoy life...

who care if we talk to each other or not...

we r made for each other... 

THAT`S Y WE R CALLED PSYCHO`S  ....