The Crumbling Of The Cookies

It’s true, I’ve been running high on paranoia the past few days. Whatever I do, it seems that there’s someone on my heels all the time. There are doors that are left open and I’m sure I’ve locked them. There are books left astray on the shelf and I’m quite meticulous about them. There are numbers stored on my phones and in my dialed lists – numbers I’ve never seen in my life; numbers that don’t exist when dialed.

I have a pretty good idea what’s happening and I’m sure who’s behind all this. It’s time I introduce you to this man called Raj. He’s a self-obsessed sonofabitch who’s done me no good. He’s a living breathing example of scum. I hate him from the bottom of my heart, and I thought he was dead. I really thought he was dead! It would have been good riddance! Now, I’m sure he’s back, and he probably wants to get even.

It’s been quite a lean 18 months for me, without a challenge. I guess now that Raj is back, I’m getting more and more excited, as each day grows. If you’re reading this, Raj, you can go screw yourself. Where the hell are you, anyway? If you are after my money, you need to show yourself. I never thought subtlety was your forte.

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2 comments so far

  1. Curious to Know on

    We crossed Feb 3 days ago…… n we waited for ur promised update of reveling urself……..

  2. moukound on

    Raj from DDLJ?? Isn’t this a bit delusional I say? KCK effect??!!


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