My headache

My head aches as I go through the JLF ( Jaiput Literature Festival ) website and the list of speakers that speak in it. The reason for my headache is not the long strenous walk I had in the scorching heat @ 2 pm with the colleague I hate, but because of realising that I covet to write, but do not, for reasons that are not yet being disclosed to my conscience. Reading the authors now make me sick to my stomach and I only do it with the intention of learning a new word or two... ( Regret not learning these words while I was in the infamous NEPS, Mayapuri, which had its reputation not majorly because of great acedemics , but because of teen sex that happened in the gym that was constructed in the basement of our school for reasons other than working out!!! The other reason for my headache is the repressed hate that is still there in my sub-consious brain for people, whom I don't even remember.. As Khushwant singh says: " Unrepressed hate can be a catharsis"... I am looking forward to spew my venom at the people that I hate and I am not ashamed to admitting that.. Thats for now.. My head feels better...

PS: This does not comes from a coherent brain but from the beautiful mind that is scarred with the experiences of the past !!!