God was Murdered

A Candid - No-holds barred - conversation between a 21-year-old Radio Jockey {Aashima Talwar} & a 22-year-old Native Gurgaon Boy --- I {Aashima Talwar} wake-up with a hangover - shoes still on – hair messy – I look like a shipwreck – perfect aftermath of too many Tequila shots & Vodka golgappe last night in a glitzy Gurgaon club - I sit like a zombie on my dinner table – a cup of strong black coffee in my right hand as I flip the newspaper - 'The Delhi Times' - the main paper is sitting {along with egg shells} in the bin - main is full of puke inducing pictures of a perpetually constipated Pranab da Holy Shit! Holy Shit! I can't believe what I'm reading here -- there's a page full of girls holding up placards - there's unbelievable nonsense printed on them - they read: Real Men: Adore, Cherish, Respect women Are you fucking kidding me - There is not an iota of truth in this - I'm a girl & I know men - I face & d

I was sitting at Mocha, across a lean {I was leaning too 'lecherously'}, raunchy, busty girl - wondering if they ’re real or silicon, if she's has a bf or gf or husband - & what lie will I tell my wife if I ended up in bed with this piece-of-art & didn't return home tonight ---- the dildo'ish' vibration of my cellphone killed my far-fetched beautiful daydream Me: Don’t leave a message - I'm either being eaten by fugly aliens or rotting-dead in a sewer Karan: Heya man - I know you're fuckin with me - Me: What up home-boy Karan: Could ya do me a solid Me: Do not even dare to ask me to watch Agneepath again Karan: Nope! it ain't that - I was scheduled to interview Dravid - but I've got a severe case of diarrhea - could ya fill in for me Me: I've got your back bro Karan: Aren't you a star Me: Alrite! now don't get all gay on me Karan: Gotta run - I'm totally screwed {he disappears to the bathroom}

---- Hey! dumbfuck where you goin with that pot Huh! what - Going to temple to suck on god Oh! you're in love with him - but why so besot Coz you're gay & you think he's so hot No! are you saying I'm so fuckin blasphemous -  Then why do ya lick on him - making him look better than everybody else What! what did you say - I can't hear ya - come near - be loud Yes that's good - now I can hear you through the crowd He made you rich - in return - he made you his bitch He got your fat ass married to a milky white-hot wife You're the CEO - Rolls-Royce is what you drive Built a 3-storey mansion in Churchgate Sent your daughter to study in United States  Your father is sick - in coma - lying-on-a-hospital bed All the property is gonna be yours - once he's dead Do ya know who I'm - You say you've never seen me before For the past 5 years - I've been sitting on this temple's sidewall Everyday you come

--- When I sit down & remember the time I recall it like the back of my mind It is vivid – crystal – It was 2009 Making friends – setting trends – taking pictures – scanning girls Pulling legs – Sharing meals – staring walls Silly fights - Staying over on Friday nights – Gurdwara visits way past mid-night – crazy bike rides Talking nonsense – Laughing as Sakshi daily cries Eating burgers & sandwiches at all-night joints On weekends - Walking around Knags - packing bags – Rushing to ISBT for 2 days trips to wherever it takes Forming the Chochu gang – it was truly a big bang Hate was strangled - buried in the parklands On your 21 st – everybody did the paper dance There was love – There was spontaneous romance Everybody was Harry Potter with magic wands We learnt to fly without wings We baked memories & forged eternal links If we could – we would freeze-frame them moments And take them with us – all the way - to hell A

Like an avid fan should – you all gather in the living room at 9pm, to watch your favorite full-of-shit - you-kiss-my-ass & I’ll-smooch-yours - show – ‘Koffee with Karan’ You see me slouching on the couch instead of regular Karan Johar – you’re like ‘What the Frock’ – And before you return to normalcy – I start to speak Me: I know you’re pissed off to see me instead of your favorite gay boy – but Karan is going through a rough time – Boyfriend troubles you see – So he’s taken a day off – I’m filling in for him. Aishwarya Rai Bachchan {once pretty} was to accompany Abhishek Bachchan {never pretty} for the interview but she pulled out last minute. Bitch. So it is going to be Me & Abhishek – Oh! He’s here Me: Heya Abhishek – please make yourself comfortable {pointing towards the couch – not bothering to get up & shake his hand – Who knows where they’ve been} Abhishek: Where’s Karan {as he sits} Me: Oh! I shouldn’t say {pretending sly} Abhishek:

---- Earth feels so vague – did we come from outer space May be we came from a distant star Our lives are like a Car & Son you’re the czar Some get it big & hap – others ride the shittest crap But that ain’t real – It’s a treacherous trap No matter how much money we make One day Life is bound to flake All that will remain - are the moments spent Moments got nothing to do with wealth It’s about who sat next to you – in whom you found your happiness Not the time you spent with that bimbo - trying too hard to impress Life is all about the friends & freakin respect Not the Mercedes or the convertible Corvette Coz life is like a car & Son you’re the czar Be proud of what you got & who you’re Ride like nothing is ever far Living this moment is what life’s about Keep driving like the fuel will never run out Yeah! One day it’ll – That’s the day – It’ll be Over & Out ----

--- I was born ugly & weak – like a little fuckin geek Everybody still kissed my cheek – coz I was reech (rich) By the time I was 2 yrs old – my soul was already sold Dad Gave donation for a cocky prestigious skool Where Boys & Gals pretended 2 be cool I lite-rally hated’em fools – wanted to sink’em in da pool They framed me for sexual harras-ment The time had come to rise above the embarras-ment I did not sit in a pit – I jumped the damn culprit And kicked off my journey to end this bullshit It was jus the beginning – of admonishing I’ll never retreat – coz of fear of defeat The fight is long – And I know This is where I belong It may never end - But I don’t wanna ever pretend I’m not one of them - Never was one – never will be them They can hate me – beat me - Mistreat me – condemn me – But I’m here to stay – I ain’t never goin away I will not stop rising – never stop fighting For what is right – I will fly that kite You can scr