~ Oh, Wait, I'm Drunk! ~

Everyone presents that vague and inexperienced comment, "Why do you Drink?" to someone, @ some point of time! As if its that devilish act of self-destruction! I beg to differ!

As Questionable as it might sound, everyone has a right to be able to shy away from those worries of life, even if its for only a while! That investment plan that wasnt in your think-tank a while ago, as if woken up from a bad dream, and cuddles up in its debatably rightful place, rushes inside your cerebellum! Money matters, maligning those scarce moments of peace! Troubles of the N'th degree haunting the thought process! Fear not, the solution awaits!

That potion of heavenly charm and enigma, that drugs out those eerie feelings of what if, and Why's from that eerie corner of our medula oblongata, is invented for a reason! That inebriated couple of hours, teleport us out of the earthly clutches of greed and inhibitions, into a void of emotions! The only emotion that could shatter those doors, would be happiness! And glee!

Cheers to Life!!

Statuatory Warning - Drinking is Injurious to Health!

--- Debatable Doubts ---

Conscience! A term that is abused to its core, when giving that unwanted advice to a friend, who is most probably isn't even listening! Yet, I never fail to include the Conscience bit, to that argument! An argument, which isn't fitting in. Isn't able to settle down, as something worthy of a second thought. Yet, that argument, always forces self-proclamation to re-surface!

Where would my blatant conscience that everybody so calmly speaks of, find a place of application?

When would the right time for that battle of Good versus evil show itself?

How would i be able to overcome that iota of doubt that keeps me floating around in my Dozing -off hours! Doubts, Oh.. Doubts!

And yet, we proudly present our bits for the good of our s0-called friends, who we have to console in some way, that should be precise, yet not too overwhelming! And its a tough call, there are the genuine friends who gather our genuine sympathies, and there are the not so genuine one's that don't(@ least for us) deserve our sympathies. Reason, could be right or wrong, but the decision, is solely based on our debatable conscience. Decisions, about us are oh so simple, but verdict concerning others subtle and harsh, yet not so challenging.

I seldom ask my conscience about the correctness of its blatant verdicts, i believe it is the right thing to do. But, who is concluding or validation Doctor Conscience. Doubts, Oh.. Doubts!

~@ The Incredible Hulk @~

The six senses, are merely @ the verge of a part of us, that we are unwilling to explore. The real senses, as i could infer invariably, are the behavioral traits that one possesses, from the day we are brought to life. One particular trait, that i am though not that fond of, yet i use unwillingly, and in plenty, is anger!

The calm and composed self, that I, oh so proudly portray, in front of our beloved dear ones, is a myth. As the boundaries of my unbelievable, yet existent self proclaims itself, the Gamma radiations inside me, start to bubble out, and i find myself transforming into The Incredible Hulk.

Not as hulky in appearance as one might infer from the Marvel Comics that we are fond of, yet the strength of belief defy the abilities, and i find myself cursing and screaming @ almost anyone that crosses my eyesight. Unbeckoning of the consequences, i scream @ the top of my voice. As, the non-existent yet hugely admired self of mine re-posesses my fragile body again, i come back to my senses.
My conscience tries to force an "apology" into my thoughts. And as soon as i realize, i dont need to be humble neither am i to be contrived of my thoughts, the Gamma radiations inside me, start to bubble out, and i find myself transforming into The Incredible Hulk. Again.