I am running away from reality, as fast as i could.
and trying not to look back, so as to prevent my eye from tearing.
Crank calls at 12:37
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
I don't understand what do people gain by upsetting strangers unnecessarily anyway. This afternnoon when I was in bookshop, I got a call from a guy asking me, who I was. I politely asked him to disclose his identity and tell me who he was first. When he refused, I hung up. Again he called me few minutes later and asked me who was I. And the next sentence from him was that he wanted to talk to me. I hung up thinking that it was a prank call and it was a prank call. Now, in last fifteen minutes I have received this call four times and it has taken away my sleep. In all honesty, I just want to ignore this call and let it ring and finally might get some sleep. Really, why are people this way? What do they get out of making someone's life a little more difficult than already it is? I had managed to get few minutes of sleep after successfully erasing today's exhaustion but this dumb prank call has made everything to come back in twin force. I just hate that guy so much at this moment. Or is this god's way of teaching me patience?