ISLANDERS !!! VOTE

I was kinda wondering....whether to tell you guys the bitter ugly story..or weave out a fantasy out of it for fun..??..

Which would you guys prefer ??

Although the purpose is forget...

I started thinking on why I should depress myself into writing that ugly story...

So I thought why not just write something satisfying instead ...

What do you guys think ??

I know this is like read by one person one week...but still..

Even if it's that one person..let me know if you want to hear the ugly reality or would prefer my sugarcoated fantasy ...??

Whatever it is...even if you aren't going to read ahead and accidentally ended up on this blog...give me an opinion on this one...

and for those who expected a story...I'll post a quote or poem or whatever you call which I made over here 

Addicted to luck Ep - 1

to my fellow residents o the island...hello once again..

although i know the last thing i should be doing right now is writing when there is a whole load of online classes to watch and 2 tests waiting at my own doorstep tomorrow..

regardless , I am writing because i feel sleepy watching those classes..

so shall we continue on what happened after that ??

after 2 months of my stupid brains analysis i finally came to this conclusion that swan neck is my lucky charm...but not only that.

i have to credit to this guy..coz if he never came maybe i wouldn't even ever be writing this..or i wouldn't be writing at all..

it so happened that my first book featured swan neck as one of the characters..

its not that i wrote about him..but what i wrote about my character became him...

I started writing this on the time of the year when i hated his presence..but then as i read the story..i felt like who I'm writing about seemed to be swan neck itself..

they had the same features and same hobbies and since then swan necks name changed 

he was upgraded into Mr.Andrew...wow...i almost forgot that name ..

its been over 4 years since i named that...

so..i had to tell this to someone ....without sounding like a crazy maniac..i would approach my bff everyday but then id change the topic wondering how am i going introduce something so stupid to her...it seemed impossible 

but then i did tell her once...she first thought it was a crush but then i told her its not like that..

eventually over the years she could understand the nonsense i was talking about...

so...did i ever talk to my lucky charm ??...no definitely not 

its been about 4 years and i haven't ever said a single word to him 

but then what is this lucky charm nonsense that I've been blabbering about ??

well...

if i ever understood this i wouldn't be writing this in the first place...

somehow over the years i keep getting tangled up with this person...

or was it myself voluntarily and unknowingly getting tangled up is yet unclear to me 

this is why i keep hesitating to write this ...because i don't know what to write on it ..or how i should write on it ..why am i telling this to total strangers in an internet world..

why am i doing all of this ..??

i don't have answers to any of these questions 

but all that i know is..i could get this lucky charm stuff out of my system once I've written it out 

and I'm putting an effort to spit all of it out so that my brain doesn't trick me anymore with this kind of nonsense..

right now i need all the luck that i need for a lifetime to get to my dream...at such a significant point of life..i keep wavering thinking would the absence of my so called lucky charm effect the most important moment of my life ?..or is it all my brain trying to fool me..

although i know that the latter is true i keep making the mistake of turning towards the former choice..

and I'm writing this so that you guys , my fellow islanders never do this kind of mistake of tricking your mind or even letting it trick you like i did ..

although the words that i wrote today makes no sense whatsoever even for me the one who wrote it..I'm just happy that i could start somewhere of to kicking this swan neck out of my system for good...

i suppose my writing is even worse than a history textbook so id prescribe it to those who are insomniacs coz I'm pretty sure you'd sleep well before finishing reading this ...

even I'm getting sleepy writing this ..

my fellow islanders that's it for the torture you guys had today...

ill try to come up with a way to explain what I'm trying to explain..

till then , until we meet again ,

I hope wherever you are in this world you get a good nights sleep and that you have happy 

days ahead !! 

I've always found this picture beautiful...it shows us that the path ahead is going to be beautiful and filled with happiness..

i hope the path ahead of our lives are also as beautiful as this is 

Addicted to Luck Ep - 0

For those who found the island...

You guys must be thinking what's with the title of the stuff that I'm writing here..I've heard of addicted to drinks , drugs , women , games...but luck ??

Of all the things in the world to get addicted to ....

I remember my first ever encounter with the LUCK of my life...you guys read it right...I never wrote love of my life...it was never love to begin with ...

It was probably a weekday on the precious vacation month of April 2015 , about 6 months after Mangalyaan took off...summer vacation happened...

And I decided to change my summer by doing something which I hated to the bottom of my heart...sports...i wasn't sporty to begin with and I always came last in whatever sport stuff it was which just increased my hatred to sports even more..I was merely going because all my friends were going and because I thought I should loose some weight...I wasn't fat ..but neither was I slim..chubby would be right..

Anyways enough of that 

After joining basketball coaching I relaised that I was the worst player the whole world could ever see...

At first I was like it's okay ...I'll get better...

And later...I was like..I'm tired of getting embarassed...

Now..what does all this nonsense have to do with the story ?? 

One fine day ..( definitely not fine ) they asked us all to throw some balls...everyone went close totge  ring and threw their balls into the basket...

I wished with all the might in the world for mine to fall into that damned basket...

As my turned reached...it felt like I was in the stage on Indian idol's elimination round ...

I threw the ball...

Its obvious what I'm going to write next . .

The ball never got in...

But then a particular nasty person pointed out what exactly went wrong with me ...

Honestly that's the first time I really saw that guy over there ...

Ooo guy...boring...

Just not yet...listen to it ...have patience...I finally decided to say this...someone should hear it ! 

And since then to this day this certain person has never left my eye...

So...

As my days with this summer coaching passed on ....the presence of this certain person in my life leveled up way faster than I do in games...

Ofcourse as in All the stories he had to be one of the most famous boys and Mr.perfect and stuff...

But the point is...I never noticed until that day...

I just never cared 

And what I only wished for is to not get tangled up with such too famous people and live this silent life of mine...

If only it went like that ...

Over the 2 months I found something very weird ...

Very very weird 

..

We need a name..

I used to call him swan neck ...

Does he gave a long neck ?? 

No! Ofcourse not ! ...

That's what he pointed wrong...

My swan neck wasn't right ...

( Swan neck - the position your hands are in while you throw the ball...some kind of term used in baketball...) 

And that's how swan neck came into my not so intresting life...

Ugly name right...don't worry there's a load of more names for this person...

So...

I found him to be extremely extremely very very Lucky for me...

If I saw him on mornings..I could survive the disaster called basketball ...

If I got in the same team as his...I could put the baskets...

And my poor little brain tricked myself into believing that swan neck is very lucky for me ...

And from then on...he was my luckycharm 

You can keep dozens of stuff for a luckycharm ..it could be a keychain , a coin , a slipper ..etc etc ...but if all the things why did my luckycharm have to be a human...of all the things that the world could choose...

And what confirmed the 12 year old Lakshmi's suspicions was when swan neck left for some basketball tournament...that one week of coaching was THE WORST !!..

The ball would fly to my face , my team would loose because of me ...one day my sister tagged along with me ...she was so good in this that the coach personally asked her to join...

And from then onwards I was the joker ...and she one of the best players...over the years she got selected for the team and went on tournaments...while I ended up...well... we're getting to how I ended up right ??..

And once I even broke my leg...

It was painful as well as grateful...painful cause a broken leg wasn't much fun ...and grateful because I could get out of that court...

And finally when he came back...oh god...I still remember that day...I would've been the most panglossian soul on the whole of earth ! 

And from then on begins my lists of mistakes and stupidness that I ended up doing all because of my luckycharm ...

And this was the beginning to an addiction which I could never get hold off...

To those who ended up on this island...what are your thoughts..

Am I really mad??..isn't this weird ?? 

I'd like to know how you think...and maybe when you reach the end of this story...I'd like to ask you people for advice ...for I really want to kick this out with all the might I have...and for those should who've stumbled up on this island...consider it as a task to find the hidden treasure in this island ! 😉

This is that pose ...Swan Neck !! 

( Or maybe this guy got it wrong like me too 😂😂) 

Addicted to Luck - Intro

Okay...so this is not a story...neither is it a poem ...which means it's something which I don't usually do..but..I've been wondering...I have this story which I keep wanting to tell..but everytime I come forward to put it on pen and paper my mind reconsiders ....is it even good enough...?? ..

And what change does it make ??..

It definitely isn't something which is for the society to ponder on or it isn't something morally created...not is it an action filmed movie or romance either...now..if you could label is comedic..if the whole story wasn't so weird to begin with...

Now..why am I talking so much about it instead of writing that story ??..is probably what you guys are thinking right now..but you see..even though I'm typing all of this I'm still reconsidering my steps as to should I or should I not..

And whether what I'm thinking of achieveming by writing this will be achieved or not ....

I'm not hoping for an award..but..it's like this 

I write whenever I have something to put off my chest or there's something which just has to be written so that I don't forget it ...

And I need to get rid of someone from my life...someone who has occupied so much screen space in the movie of my life that it's time I kicked it out..and the best way to settle with these feelings is to write it out...although I can't guarantee how long will I do this...I'm pretty sure this will last only a page or two...and its not like I'm going to share this or wish for any views ....

Then I'd probably be admitted to the nearest mental hospital...

I talk a lot don't I...???...

I'm so sorry for that...

So tune up to next post to find what really is what I want to talk about if you accidentally slipped into this blog which lies in the middle of nowhere of the vast sea called internet with very few travellers like Google who knows the way...this little island of mine is yet to be found...so if you stumbled upon here..

Congratulations !!! 

You've officially found an island in your lifetime for the first time !! 

know that you've found the island...explore a bit of it !! 😁😁