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This is the story of a guy called Joe Average. The experiences he had, the life that he led and the things he wanted for himself..... It all starts from the word 'anger'. Joe had a terrible temper. He would start seeing red even if a fly buzzed past his ears. An absolute paranoid who would go about hitting those who didnt do as he pleased. Then one day, one of his victims hit back. Joe was taken aback. He realised that he no longer had control over other people's mind and started shrinking in his own mind. Years passed like this and Joe gained a little more control over his angry self. Joe's family was very normal. His father was kinda lenient towards discipline while his mother was strict as most mothers are. He was hardly ever allowed to wear what he liked best and chocolates were a thing he always craved for. Joe's friends never really took him seriously and his parents were too busy to notice that he was in dire need of attention. Oh yeah! Joe had a long bo

Rainy season... little droplets of acidic water falling every moment from the sky in dollops.. Kind of weather that makes you snuggle in your bed 'til lunchtime.. But no ! I suddenly developed this nasty habbit of going to morning classes and getting myself insulted publicly... The pangs of academia !! Anyways, I was talking about the rains... This is the time when you wake up, stand in front of the window(in appropriate apparel) and witness the creation of miracles, right in front of your eyes! Its a green heaven out there... God resides in the details!! The towers are standing guard over the harbingers of joy marching throught the air, marking the end of an era and the beginning of another... Every bug is dancing drunkenly, welcoming monsoons... Birds are chirping merrily as if happy and contented with the gods, bees are humming impatiently as if they cant wait to pounce on the nector... And I m wondering what would possibly be the best word to describe the scenery.. Somethin