Dismembered into thousand tiny pieces. Because I am surrounded by overtly competitive, snobbish and extremely doable people in my college (a very famous b-school). We exhibit all the dramas of life. From treachery to sacrifices. From sincere love to sinful lust. Boasting of evil minds, generous hearts and eye-candy faces. Do you want to get in my life? Enjoy my life on a roller-coaster while rocki
ng your arm-chair. And don't forget to lend me a handkerchief, a strong shoulder to cry on and chocolates to binge, cause hey I am a broken soul. :')
The Invisible IITian:
It all started with an entrance exam that I landed in this mini world called IIT. And now I have become a wrecked, devastated, and a shattered soul. How did this happen is what I am going to tell. Is an average IITians' life really as fancy as it seems? Look through my eyes and find it out yourself. Lend me thy ears, for I have come only for you.
