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Goodbye, Cruel World

You never listened to me. You always ignored me, why why? all I wanted to become was a good person, a good son, a good friend and a good husband. But you world, you always labeled me, you called me an idiot, you called me duffer. You compared me with others called them more brilliant than me.
YOU world, are to be blamed for this. Good bye, cruel world.
He pressed the remote control detonator and boom, planet earth was shattered to pieces.


  1. and now he's being cruel, just like everyone else in the world. oh well :D

    good one :)

  2. Who is he?some kind of terrorist?
    And is this 55-fiction?
    I don't get the funny part. :(

  3. haha nice twist.. bt it cn hav two meanings - even he died along with evryone or he was so brilliant (bt no one recognised him) tht he found another planet or satellite with life nd moves to it.. so tell me wat was ur intention - just nuclear technology or space technology too :p

  4. intriguing and quite interpretative...
    out of the box thinking.
    liked it.....

  5. Planet earth can't be blamed for everything :)

  6. ohh, why so angry. chill down buddy.

  7. If was smart, he wouldn't do anything to kill himself, probably Vipul's idea would have made him a genius ;)

    Keep writing!!

  8. The world is really cruel to you at times..but does that mean you have to be more cruel if you have the power...

  9. Ooooh! Blew-up the earth to pieces!!! A different piece from Sid :D...why?

  10. "He pressed the remote control detonator and boom, planet earth was shattered to pieces."

    Must be the "brahmastra"... what?

  11. It was interesting.It could have been longer.


  12. oh shit.. its just 2010... he could atleast wait till 2012... people would atleast believe what could(might/would) happen in 2012..

  13. Haha..that was a good one. I initially thought this was a depressing post or something looking at the way it started. Liked the way it ended :)


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