Scribble Thought

A Story by skittish mind

This is the very important events through which i have gone and still going. Its a way to vent out my depression and undertone/unsaid talk.

Sunday

22nd July 2015

It is a scribble where from it will start and where it will see the end I don’t know. It is a scribble of my daily trivia. The one thing that surprises me most the red underlines which during the type in MS word is found below the misspelling is not working in my PC. While I am completing this sentence abruptly it appeared in the screen under a wrongly spelled word. It exhilarated me. I breathe in full relief that now I should not be worried about putting misspelled passage in my blog post that narrate the tale of life or my inner most feeling about any situation. The way I am progressing it seems to me my energetic fingure tip will be jobless as my thought machine I mean my brain is flagging and thought which is being processed in head is hobbling as the acute lacuna or hollowness/nothingness of my English writing skill is very obvious.

Why I want to say it is a scribble because to make a scribble you will pull the pen over a page disorderly and sparsely. It will not form anything it will just form a complex tangle or knot of line. My inner feelings are like that I can’t think on an issue for a long time. When a thought arises it lasts few minutes then it dies down. Another thought about another issue pokes in my mind. There is no sequential symphony or continuation of my thought process. That’s why it is a scribble thought.

We get over from one panic another panic strikes or encompasses us. What is going on the roof we don’t know? But the inkling what we get by prying into the door or by eavesdropping we assume that the talk of misspending of my sister’s groom’s younger brother is going on. If it really goes on the rooftop then I am really worried about the tamper of my sister. As she has hurried to take rest but their untimely discussion about this issue is delaying the sleep of my sister. I am worried whether they are going to the direction of attributing responsibility on us to bail them out from the crisis of misappropriating the savings of their late father by theirs younger brother.

Ok I am tired. This is the end of my today's scribble.