
Brutal day in the life of a banking aspirant
Bros the cosmos straight up declared open war on my existence today. I m genuinely convinced this is Thulthul and his cartel performing black magic on me. Yaar, if this is ur doing, I surrender to the thulthul gang. I will retire from the anti Thulthul propaganda department.
The day started with my gf(ex now)texting me that she wasn't feeling it anymore. Said the spark had evaporated , I mean what can I even say? I hve barely had time for her coz of these exams. I called her thinking we'd at least end things on decent terms.
But Nyooooo.
The conversation speedran straight into a disaster and we broke up.
I was already in the library when all this happened so I thought Fine , We ball blaadiee, Opened an SBI PO live mock. The literal second I reached the Reasoning section, the electricity rage quit. Gone. Vanished. Evaporated from existence.
It came back after almost an hour. I had already lost my motivation by then
So thought I would eat my fav momo
Reached my favourite thela
nd the MCD apparently had the exact same GPS coordinates.
Blaadie, they were conducting a full-blown raid. They told him to remove his thela , I saw him getting emotional , I got emotional coz I didn't get to eat momo yaar.
Already mentally in the trenches, I started walking back.
Now there's this cutie patootie from my locality. We hve never exchanged a single word. Don't even know each other's names. We just smile whenever we cross paths.
But nyoo
Today, destiny chose violence.
My sinus was blocked so right as I saw her I tried clearing my nose.
Bros brutality happened again
My nose deployed enough liquid to qualify as municipal water supply.
Poore aura ka laura ho gaya yaar
I somehow patched together the remaining fragments of my dignity and crawled back to the library.
Surely the day couldn't get any worse.
Yeahh well that's what I thought
But nyooo Wrong.
I carry like 4 water bottles every day so I practically have VIP membership to the library washroom.
Walked in
Some absolute visionary had recreated Picasso's entire artistic legacy inside the toilet yaar. There was no water, no flush, no hope, no civilization left.
I did a perfect military grade tactical retreat.
The moment I stepped outside, this hag who looked like she was preparing for NEET PG stared directly at me with the expression of someone who had already delivered the guilty verdict.
She definitely thought I was the artist behind that biological installation.
Bros
Phirse aura ka laura ho gaya
Brutality pe brutality ho rahi bros .
I m sorry to thulthul and his gang members , I lost , you win .