Something about me:The Rise of DarkCasanova,Inspired by Ishee

Me... :)

ok... i dont normally do this... it's wierd writing about me in a post but hey...the people have a right to know? yea right :p ok here goes...

My mother was cryin... I looked at her.. confused...she kept dressing me up... I asked her.. "mummy keehve roany?" yea i know it's corny but hey i was 3 years old back then... bam suddenly everything went black.. all i could remember is me looking out of the car window... to see my mother cryin and running towards the car... bam.. another blackout or what? I dont remember..next thing I know I woke up...i mean i was awake but it was like my brain was shut down and all of a sudden it started again... again to see my mother cryin and beggin my father to give me to her...

after that I dint remeber.. all i heard was stories about me being soo sick that i had to be taken to india to get treated...from there I started to regain consciousness by this I mean i started to understand things again...

School came... I was THE GUY at the class...and things started going worse and worse..
There was no one to give me love nor care or support let alone give me the confidence to carry on and grow up... yes there i was, a depressed 3 year old dude who just had too much to think about...

As i grew up I became the black sheep of the family.. y cause i dint have parents... Dad juz only botherd to drop by every 3 days and ask the same questions "Shaman kaafin tha? kaafin dho hmm ok" thats it... and to even this day people who read my blog are even closer to me than my father.. who had left me in his relatives house..by relatives i mean his sisters and brothers.. and they juz dint like my energy , outspokenness it was too much a taboo for them.. and there was no one to take care of me exept my grandmother...who am thankful for each and everyday..But she wasent my mother... what was important to her was the oldschool way of raising children like for example a child is only there to study ,eat and sleep nothing else... no fun, nothin...still am gratefull

Now you all may think where my mother was all this time... frankly I too dint know except she comes by every b day of mine.. thats it..nothing else..

Years went by.. teachers began complaining about me.. how I had the potential but never uses it...They were right... studying had became my enemy ...by the time i got to grade 8 I was by nature a nerdy looking guy with no guys who secretly hated everyone....

Grade 8 Rise and fall of me
The turning point of my life...I got picked to the class with the most repeaters and "gaddaa guys" in majeedhiya school... lucky for me the leader took a liking for me and made me his right arm... transformation happen soo quickly I dint even recognise myself... From running with a chair to hit a teacher all over the school to trowing a desk from upstairs down at the principal... I was King, the Alhpa Male, felt good, no one dared to mess with me...and then disaster struck... I got transferd to another class.. little did I know they all hated me...got beaten up mentally and physically (wrong spelling i think lol)...still I dint give up and fought even had ambulances come to school 3 days a row to take people who messed with me...

Promotion to MES
Yea sucks....lost all my friends n everyone... cause my dad found out bout all the fights and stuff... at MES it was a different experience for me...was like my usual self but turned out people at MES dint like it...and i was forced to change... into... what? what the hell was i supposed to be... and while all these was happening things at home was getting worse and worse.. whenever I was doing somthin otherthan studying was wrong.. and then comes the ultimate blackmail tactic they had... to threaten to trow me out of the house so that i have to go back to my mother... and me as I was growing up was led to believe that my mother threw me away and I hated her then...

School went on and on.. got repeated in grade 9... and transfered to grade 10.. grade 10 I dint even study for 2 whole terms... and then.. fortunately It occoured to me that if I had a good O level result I can atleast get a job and fend for myself.. and there I studied this time for my own self...and got gr8 results...
ok up to this point u all may be wondering about y I was not sayin anything bout girls or anything up to this pint well i had gfs but non was serious and ended always like before 3 months...anyways school was coming to an end.. and our class decided to go on a farewell trip... most people dint like the idea since it was soo close to o levels soo we ended up looking for more people even outside of school...

anyways trip got arranged 15 guys and 40 girls yes people 40 girls

anyways we went.. it was fun.. but I stayed away from the girls as much as i could...cause i was a shy dude then...anyways I went to take a shower afternoon after swimming.. and i enterd the showerroom.. dint close it fully cause i wasent naked... suddenly the door closed behind me very hard...

as i turned around i saw 4 of the hottest girls who came on the trip lookin at me in a strange way.. the tune of the robin hood cartoon which i was wisteling died.. and I asked" y er what r u gals doin here??" and then what happend to me changed my life.. it could be described as group rape.. except the fact i was midway though "should I shout for help or just enjoy it???".... 2 hours 13 minutes latter (yes i kept track of time) I emerged as a new guy.. 2 girls on each my arm... DarkCasanova was born then and there...

ok I admit I wasn't as good with the ladies back then as am now.. even got heartbroken which led me to study the female mind and everything about girls for like 3 freakin years...lot happened during that period..and then i met a girl..man it changed everything...I fell in love..even we both had got ready to get married.. when disaster struck again... she broke it off... sayin I wasn't rich enough,dint had the right job and that i wasent decent enough for her family to accept me...

It wasent fair.. not fair when a guy risks everything for that one girl, not fair when she breaks it up at the very last minute... but hey u know it led me to another aproach in life... that life is sumthin small and evil that u have to take it by the hand when it says no and prove it wrong... ahh i know still got loads to write about but i think this will do for the time being :) il end this with a few lines from emine's 8 mile song

But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird...

Thanx....for reading..love u all
....DarkCasanova.....