Ravings of a Lunatic

‘Blabbering’ is my super-power. I’m unbeatable at that. If one can, then one should. And so, I will. I will blabber my way out anything and everything. Just because ‘The Noise of Silence’ is based on silent thoughts rumbling in my head doesn’t mean I don’t have endless, baseless and useless blabbering.

I like to crib, rant and ramble. I crib way too much about the drama that happens to occupy a huge section of my grey matter. I rant to no core. I am annoying when it comes to ranting and by annoying I mean A-N-N-O-Y-I-N-G.

Blabbering is an essential aspect for the survival of the fairer sex. And also to stay fairer (:P). Okay, so I need to have my daily dose of blabbering (read: raving) for my soul to survive and for my face to glow. Adding to the usual ranting is tinge of swearing to make it…you know a bit more…satisfying!

Surprisingly, I’ve people who patiently listen (or at least pretend to). Such people make my day.

For a woman, there should be a man (not necessarily a better-half) to handle the endless drama. I too got one, K. That man has the ability to handle me even when I blabber about love, life, studies, college, friends, ex, seasons, music, food, family et cetera et cetera like there’s no tomorrow. A patient listener is someone who gets words out of you and that’s exactly what he does. Being at the ‘hearing’ end of all that out-burst of pain, anger, agony, happiness, nuisance isn’t really an easy task (Ask him). Had it not been him, I would have been undoubtedly slapped by others whom I would have yelled at or tried to.   

The best part behind all this angry tongue-lashing that he faces, he manages to teach me something from my own nonsense. How? That’s still a mystery.

p.s Can’t thank that Retard enough for handling my verbal diarrhoea. Cheers! :D