Dustbin!!!

I need a dustbin... not the usual cylindirical one which will welcome the rubbish and dirt that i collect and need to dispose... but i need a dustbin for my life. Metaphorical dustbin... the one which will take away all the dirt, negative things, things you dont want or need.... just to make your life clutter free....

I think after creating mothers... God must have created the dustbin. Its so useful. It actually is the only thing that accepts everything you dont want. It clears the mess and makes you feel so much better... and i really need one dustbin like this. The one that will happily house all the mess that i have generated over years... and help make my life clutter free....

I need a dustbin to throw away those bad moods... My mom who mostly bears the brunt of my bad moods would be so happy. For no reason today... i shouted at her on the phone.. just because she sent me to this chemist shop that was extremely crowded. Sorry mom!!

I want to dispose off those tyrannical rules established by NewsX. "If you dont have a day-plan, you will be marked absent"... "If dont submit this before 9am, its no good"... "Go to Modasa right now"... aaargh....

I want to throw that producer in the dustbin who gave me so much mental stress on Friday... "Who gave you the privilege of doing a story over five days... and dont tell me how much time it takes... and dont force me to escalate matters... you dont want me to do this... and dont tell me what to do..." Enough!!!! If she were on my desktop, i would hit the delete button and send her to recycle bin... and then go to recycle bin... and delete her forever.

I want to throw away this unpleasant negative emotions that come as a complimentary gift when things arent right with amul. I wish i could just gather all scattered negative emotions 'ohhh he is damn angry' (1am), 'oh... he's not going to believe me' (9am), 'he wont take my call' (11am), 'he wont see me' (3pm), 'he doesnt love me' (10pm) and 'its going to be over between us' (11pm).... collect all these... smash them under my feet and yup, you guessed it right... aim right for this dustbin.

At this point in time, my only want from life, is a dustbin.... metophorical one or perhaps the robotic one... which will obey my commands or perhaps just look at me in eyes and figure out whats wrong and deal with it. Who will scan all the viruses in my life... offer to deal with them... and on my command... in a few minutes of processing... all the mess will be cleared. swooshhhh!!!!