Saturday, August 30, 2014




Dear Diary,



William sent me a present......so very sweet of him........we got into an argument, so he sent me a present....

I love my Husband......he's the sweetest!.......



Kally

Thursday, August 28, 2014



Dear Diary,



My Hubby William sent me this poem today........I love him because I ALWAYS WIN with him....(when we get into arguments...he then calls me at night to say sorry...I'm water btw)...........We've been married for only a few months, and we're already fighting.........


If....

If you can keep your head when all about you
  Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
  But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
  Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
  And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream — and not make dreams your master;
  If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
  And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
  Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
  And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
  And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
  And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
  To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
  Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
  Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
  If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
  With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
  And which is more; you'll be a Man, my son!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/If....#sthash.I3CEimqy.dpuf

If....

If you can keep your head when all about you
  Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
  But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
  Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
  And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream — and not make dreams your master;
  If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
  And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
  Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
  And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
  And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
  And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
  To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
  Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
  Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
  If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
  With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
  And which is more; you'll be a Man, my son!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/If....#sthash.I3CEimqy.dpuf

If....

If you can keep your head when all about you
  Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
  But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
  Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
  And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream — and not make dreams your master;
  If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
  And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
  Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
  And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
  And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
  And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
  To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
  Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
  Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
  If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
  With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
  And which is more; you'll be a Man, my son!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/If....#sthash.I3CEimqy.dpuf

If....

If you can keep your head when all about you
  Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
  But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
  Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
  And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream — and not make dreams your master;
  If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
  And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
  Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
  And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
  And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
  And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
  To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
  Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
  Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
  If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
  With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
  And which is more; you'll be a Man, my son!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/If....#sthash.I3CEimqy.dpuf




THE TWO GLASSES
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
 
  
There sat two glasses filled to the brim,
On a rich man's table, rim to rim;
One was ruddy and red as blood,
And one as clear as the crystal flood.
 
Said the glass of wine to the paler brother:
"Let us tell the tales of the past to each other;
I can tell of banquet and revel and mirth,
And the proudest and grandest souls on earth
Fell under my touch as though struck by blight,
Where I was king, for I ruled in might;
From the heads of kings I have torn the crown,
From the heights of fame I have hurled men down:
I have blasted many an honored name;
I have taken virtue and given shame;
I have tempted the youth with a sip, a taste,
That has made his future a barren waste.
Greater, far greater than king am I,
Or than any army beneath the sky.
I have made the arm of the driver fail,
And sent the train from the iron rail;
I have made good ships go down at sea,
And the shrieks of the lost were sweet to me,
For they said, 'Behold how great you be!
Fame, strength, wealth, genius before you fall,
For your might and power are over all.'
Ho! ho! pale brother," laughed the wine,
"Can you boast of deeds as great as mine?"
 
Said the water glass: "I cannot boast
Of a king dethroned or a murdered host;
But I can tell of a heart once sad,
By my crystal drops made light and glad;
Of thirsts I've quenched, of brows I've laved,
Of hands I have cooled, and souls I have saved;
I have leaped through the valley, dashed down the mountain,
Flowed in the river and played in the fountain,
Slept in the sunshine and dropped from the sky,
And everywhere gladdened the landscape and eye.
I have eased the hot forehead of fever and pain;
I have made the parched meadows grow fertile with grain;
I can tell of the powerful wheel of the mill,
That ground out the flour and turned at my will.
I can tell of manhood debased by you,
That I have lifted and crowned anew.
I cheer, I help, I strengthen and aid;
I gladden the heart of man and maid;
I set the chained wine-captive free;
And all are better for knowing me."
 
These are the tales they told each other,
The glass of wine and the paler brother,
As they sat together filled to the brim,
On the rich man's table, rim to rim.






Kally

Tuesday, August 26, 2014





The whispers of a sub-atomic particle was deemed unimportant by the scientists exploring sound frequencies. The term "white noise" was then coined....

Kalyani Rajalingham

Saturday, August 23, 2014



Dear Diary,


I was watching this show - Ben 10 (omniverse, S1, ep 4)........and a watch like that would be totally cool!

On another note, I must say that the perception is a funny thing.......Insects that feed on plants are called pests...............why? Because it affects the survival of the human kind..........However, were I to judge humans, they would be classified as murderers (the slaughtering, and torture of animals), as parasites, as polluters, as destroyers (of nature), etc......But humans do not believe themselves to be the Pest.......no, they'd say it was the bug...........

I'm surprised that they haven't annihilated all and every insect on the planet......



Kally


Dear Diary,


Even though I grew up here with no influence from the third world, it's funny how I've still managed to pick up a few third world notions.........


William, and I do not live together, and so obviously, he thinks that it's fine for me to meet, and get involved with other men.....Obviously, he's not well acquainted with my culture.....because I allow him to get involved with other women.....



Unfortunately, the third world crowd has a few rules:



1--A girl can only get involved with one man....A woman who has been touched by one man or even known as the girlfriend of a man will not be accepted by any other man........


In the third world, men who can't get women use this to their advantage.....If a guy who can't get a girl wants a girl, he/she spreads a rumour that he/she has something to do with the girl.....which then causes all the other families, and men to reject the said girl........"She is not pure" they'd say.....




2--A man can get married as many times as he wants, but a woman can only get married once........


This would mean that a married woman, or a woman known as married cannot EVER get involved with any other guy......This also means that a woman must choose carefully, and wisely.......If William, and I were to part.......I would not ever again have a hubby.......




3--"Dishonour" is brought upon a family where a woman sleeps with a man who is not her husband......In my particular culture, this results in the exclusion of the said girl from the populace......And need I say that the said girl will then never be accepted by any man...........(in most cases)............But in my culture, they do not behead women.......rather, the woman is disowned by her family.........




4--Women who are ill are usually not considered marriage material........


It's like buying a cow, and only one cow to milk for the rest of your life........you wouldn't want to buy a sick cow........because buying a second cow becomes 1 million times harder........




5--Women are slaves.....They clean, they cook, and take care of the men.........


In other words, men are like kings......they sit on their thrones, and the women do the rest......from cooking to cleaning to having babies........And in my particular sub-group (the theevus, not the demlos), they beat the women as well if they speak back..........In other words, if I were to say something against any man older than I, then, I'd get a nice beating..........physical beating that is........

The reason why I chose William was precisely this.......All theevu men expect their wives to be obedient.....and I tend to have opinions.......which means that I'd always speak back (grew up mostly with Caucasians), and that would mean beatings.......physical beatings................



In other words, I have to find a way of telling my William that for me, the book closed with him. 




Kally





Friday, August 22, 2014





Card 2 
By Kalyani Rajalingham










Dear Diary,


William and I were talking the other day, and well, at least we agree on one thing......arranged marriages......we both believe it to be a feral tradition......


I mean, there are people on the planet who get married to people they have never met or even interacted with just because a few half-baked morons decided that they were Lords who'd decide another's fate.......


That is to say that in a third world, most, if not all women are married off to a random guy....in most cases to people they have never met.........None of them question it, for none of them have the courage to speak or stand up........


So, I must ask why the women do not rebel........I guess they're content being slaves to their pathetic masters........cooking and cleaning.......and having babies.......I do not mock them, rather, I feel sorry for them.......


I never ever had to interact with third worlders (except a few here and there), and I was taught to never ever lose my freedom.....but women from the third world don't have anyone to tell them that they can be more than just slaves, or that they have the right to choose......


I, on the other hand, live for freedom......freedom of choice, speech, action, and well, just about everything.....


To not have people choose for me....
To not have people interfere in my life or question my choices/decisions.....
To live as more than just a slave to a man........(I mean, men aren't worthy enough to get a free slave)....
To be more than just a measly human who learns a little, loves a little, and lives a little to then die...........


So, the end remark here is that I disagree with arranged marriages, and so does my wonderful handsome blue-eyed hubby William........Ours was not an arranged marriage...........



Kally


Wednesday, August 20, 2014



Dear Diary,


My hubby's brother and I had an argument......he believes that the walk of fame thing is correct, and I think it not.......

I mean, there are scientists on the planet who create, there are physicists who discover......and cops who work day and night to protect the nation.......but the walk of fame, and fame itself is reserved for those who are meat, nothing more.....their worth I ask? Well, not much......like pigs, and cows, they are nothing more than meat that hardly contribute to the improvement of society.......the trash of the society, useless to the world in most ways.......

But the world does not acknowledge the man who discovers....the man who labours in a laboratory to discover cures...the man who works tirelessly to create chips, and gizmos that improve the society.......nope, they're worthless.....in fact, they are paid an average wage, and told that they are workers.......

Meat on the other hand......Meat that does not discover, meat that does not create....meat that has no worth.......and meat that hardly has anything to do with improvement gets paid millions of dollars, and is deemed worthy....

What a pathetic nation I live in!

My hubby's brother disagrees with me.......but I stand by my beliefs....

Why? Quite simple....

Suppose I have team A with 5 members, all meat.....and team B with 5 members belonging to the creating clan (scientists, physicists, biochemists, etc...).....and that I dump both teams on planet K which is a jail........team B would be at the very least capable of creating.....in other words, with a physicist and an engineer, all problems would be solved......with a biochemist and a biologist, all diseases would be cured.....etc......

So, team B would be out of Planet K in no time, or at the very least would have cures for their problems, and a "first world".......

And team A would be full of meat.....meat that can at best reproduce.......

Therein lies their worth........that of team B that is.......


Kally

Friday, August 8, 2014



Dear Diary,


My Husband promised me that he'll come to Montreal in September.......He wants to live in London.......


Oh yes, and I'll be starting my PhD.........Like my hubby, but I'm not in Robotics....Did I mention that I love the fact that he's an engineer? And his blue-eyes.......Ahhhh....his beautiful blue eyes, and the beautiful baby he can give me.........


And I was talking to my hubby about my Uthi Machan......Cuz my hubby earns but my Uthi machan, well, that's a guy for you......let's see $1000 per hour.....in 5 days he could earn 50K, and well, in a month, well.......he's rich.....and impressive......and he's not ugly like lankan men (he's quite handsome too)........He's one of the best, interacts with very important people.......and still unmarried......Well, he has had his share of white chicks, but I think he's like my hubby in that he wouldn't marry without a pre-nup........

Cuz my hubby got another offer, and he doesn't want to take it because he thinks money is not important, and that he earns a lot......and so I had to tell him about my Uthi Machan.........


Kally

Thursday, August 7, 2014



Dear Diary,


Met a dude the other day......I was chatting with my husband, and well, I was laughing, so this dude at the other computer was like "what are you laughing about?"...........

Anyways, it turns out that he's a student as well......and as I started telling him my story.....you know the whole lankans, stalker, police, FBI, and William......we just kind of hit it off......another brother......


Continuing my essay:


Parasites, thieves of the world, believe that others would want to be nothing more than parasites as well......Ah! Life for them meant parasitizing others, and then destroying the host..........Victims, there are plenty........However, I do not fall into the parasite category, nor do I intend on interacting with them, let alone knowing them......after all, they're just Parasites....


Kally

Wednesday, August 6, 2014



Boo
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Monday, August 4, 2014



Dear Diary,


Yeah!!! I got in! I'm going to start my PhD!!! 

My William is a lucky guy......he's a PhD in Robotics though.....and I love him for it!.....MY HUSBAND is a SMART GUY........at least I didn't get an imbecile.............or dog-like man......

And he's not pathetic like the stalker......he doesn't have to be beaten with slippers to get a woman.......

Oh yes, and I also had to speak to the cops again.....there was a pathetic dude who was stalking me, and I called the cops.....after that, it's been cyberstalking.........If I can get him caught, then it's 2 years in jail for him......

I reported the dude again......and now, I need evidence......If he ever comes around, I can get him ARRESTED........

Kally


Read about and comment on my cyberstalker:

https://ca.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20140804174409AAWNZzV


About being pregnant:

https://ca.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20140804174517AAVrZXf



Dear Diary,



My Husband William, and I got into a fight today........I'm not sure what to do.....This is great, we got married just a while ago, and we're already fighting......

I got pregnant a while ago (with William's child)...., and well, at times, I talk about our daughter, and William doesn't want kids.......and we got into a fight.....

William is a great partner though.....physically speaking.....his kiss, his......

But the thing is, he's my one and only.....meaning that it's just him for me.....no one else.....he's Cuacasian, so he has other chicks....I think he's seeing another chick at the moment......not sure....but he said that we had to have a serious talk.......and well, we all know what that means....


The good part is that I got plenty of offers for a PhD.....which means that I'll be starting my PhD soon enough......I'm hoping to become a Professor.......and even if William, and I have problems, I think that I'll probably end up giving birth to his children.......



Kally

Wednesday, July 30, 2014



Dear Diary,


The dude at the doctor's (Saudi Arabian) looks a lot like my friend's brother.....So funny, I used to call my friend's brother brother as well.....and now, I have a brother......one who speaks arabic, but still a brother....

oh, and all lankan men are now my brothers too......lankan men are all "Annas"......



Kally 

Sunday, July 27, 2014



Dear Diary,


Learning about parasites........ahh, parasites (like Cesar) live to destroy others.....they feed on their hosts to exist.....I guess some assume symbiosis when in fact it's parasitism.......

The presence of the parasite is what leads to the decay of the host while its absence favours the good health of the host..........the parasite, however, does not know this fact.....it enters its host, it damages it, feeds on it, and further must destroy it for its longevity, and survival......well, that is why we call them Parasites....

At times, the parasites assume that the ability to immunize its host against a cold, and thereafter consume heart muscles is called a symbiosis.....However, in many a case, the hosts ask for but one thing.....

The hosts in general want nothing more than to be rid of the parasites.....

And though it is the parasite that seeks out the host, it is the belief of the parasite that the host is nothing more than a vessel that it can use to parasitize......further, it is assumed by the parasite that the host is often willing, when the contrary is often the case......in fact, were we to ask the host, one would often hear that the host is a non-willing participant who is sought out by the parasite.....and not the other way around......


.........Parasites are thieves......major thieves that live at the expense of others......ahh, parasites, worthlessness would be a synonym..............and as if that was not enough, it is the role of the parasite to ensure the ill-fate of its victim.......

"Hmmm....the other woman.........well, the other woman could be a great host" would say one parasite....

However, parasites usually excel at damaging the life of its host.....for it derives its energy, and therefore its being from its host....it believes that it is an all mighty God....Perhaps a God who has the right to dictate, and decide the life of its victim.......

Had the host never encountered the parasite, he/she would have lived a healthy life, one full of joy, and happiness.....However, the presence of the parasite is what brings about hardship, and sorrow......this to the parasite is referred to as symbiosis, and to the host as parasitism.....

Often, the parasite can destroy the host's immune system in an attempt to allow a virus to invade the host as well....this is another symbiotic property often known as major parasitism by the host.....

Parasitism becomes symbiosis when that which is taken by the Parasite, and lost by the Host does not affect the health of the said host......Use of essential nutrients usually does not affect the host.....Rather, it's the damage to the heart muscle, or tissue that labels the relationship as one between a parasite and a host........If and when the host is not adversely affected (health wise), the relationship is then a symbiosis......

In fact, humans are home to many a bacteria, and many a virus..........However, since they do not digest heart muscle cells, they have become a crucial part of our system......



The parasite, and the virus differ in that the damage they carry out usually supersedes the profit gained.....
Kally


Card
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Wednesday, July 9, 2014



I'm sick, so I have some free time.....been creating textures.....


Textures I
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures II
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures III
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures IV
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures V
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures VI
By Kalyani Rajalingham


Textures VII
By Kalyani Rajalingham





Monday, June 30, 2014





Parasites:



"A parasite is an organism that lives on or in a host and gets its food from or at the expense of its host...."









I SO WOULD NOT WANT THESE KINDS OF PARASITES SEEKING ME OUT!!!

BUT HEY, THAT'S WHAT THEY DO, SEEK  OUT HOSTS....THEY'RE PARASITES!!.....



NOT IMPRESSIVE, 
JUST PARASITIC.....

Sunday, June 29, 2014





Dear Diary,


A bunch of sri lankans (one mostly, but some times, the lankan comes around with his friends, and just follow me around at a distance) were stalking me.......And well, I'm from here, I've never had to deal with the third world crowd......Anyways, I told the FBI, the police, etc...about the stalker, and they were the sweetest!

They sent cops......and by then, I think we scared the stalker away.......and then I asked the FBI, the RCMP, and MP to educate us about stalking, so they sent me a link to their website - an article....

I'm going to post it here so that if there are other victims out there (of stalking), they'd know what to do....

http://www.rcmp-grc.gc.ca/cp-pc/crimhar-eng.htm



It's the difference between a first and a third world!

The third world crowd usually doesn't understand law, or order....they live in chaos, they promote evil, they're SAVAGES! Like Neanderthals, they have a justice system, and why they have one is still a mystery!...No one in their country gets justice, rather, the murderer, the thugs, the evil doer, and the sinners rule their world..........

With the third world crowd, let's say person A is rich, and that person B is poor.....the cops themselves would kill people for cash and write it off as an accidental death......after having pocketed that pile of cash of course......Why do they have cops?

In a third world, they sell women, they harm people, they kill, they murder, etc....and I guess that is the reason why theirs is a third world!.......

The first world is different......With first worlders, what I observed was that every person truly cares about their job....they all have a job which they perform with a full heart....not half a heart, but rather with a whole heart....And somehow, I feel safe in a first world.....I'm not used to the third world, but the blood that runs in my vein is MUD, like theirs.......and I've asked Mary (my God) why I was dumped with savages....and I don't know why, but I'm not interested in knowing their feral races!

Anyways, I don't think that the lankans will be stalking me anymore....and if they do, I intend on sending them to JAIL!



Kally






Thursday, June 26, 2014




Dear Diary,


What do I do if there are parasites? Parasites that seek me out! Thieves at best! 

They try to enter the lives of those who do not wish to be affiliated with them, they are parasites! Well, they don't seem to understand what rejection is ......


They steal, they take, they steal, and they take, they're parasites!


They think, and assume that they know what we want, and give us that which we don't, they're parasites!


They do not understand it when someone says that they do not wish to know them, they're dog-like!


They're stupid, so their Power does not impress me.....


They're imbeciles, so their Money and Fame does not impress me......


They're the world's real trash, for Einstein in their eyes would be worthless.....Meat, a Pound of Flesh is all they are worth!


But Parasitic by nature, they tarnish, they harm, they label, and seal.......


Ah, Parasites, Parasites, Parasites......



Kally






Monday, June 23, 2014





Dear Diary,


I called, and reported the sri lankan stalker a while ago, and well, the cops here are supremely wonderful!.....I mean, they sent cops to my home, and asked for pictures of the stalker.......Ahhh! I love cops! 

The difference between a third world country and a first world are the cops.....where the cops are the immune system of the body.....a third world country would be one that has an auto-immune disease, while a first world would be one that is free of the disease.......

In a first world, the cops work hard to keep the system clean, so the people do not fear......In a third world country, well, because of the lack of a good Force to protect the people, the country ends up as a third world......where the savages rule, and where rules and a good heart has no value.....

One of these days I have to have a talk with the Supreme Lords of the Universe (ie: God)......Why the devil was I dumped with a freakin feral race?

Anyways, now I feel safe....I also told the FBI, and well, they take issues like stalking seriously...so if they catch my stalker, then it's 1.5 years in jail for him......and the good part is that in this country, if men end up in jail....jail is worse than hell because, in a jail, men rape men, men beat men, etc...

So, I feel safe, and great!

But what is annoying is the fact that as a woman, I have to deal with worthless men who can't seem to understand the concept of "not interested".....I mean, I as a woman can marry any guy....3.5 billiion men out there.....but with men from the third world, because they are repulsive, I guess they don't it when a girl is repulsed.....

In indian movies, the men follow the women around like dogs, and the women take off their shoes, and beat the men.....and the men go: "oh, that means she loves me...".....and keep on following the women around......

Lack of dignity comes to mind.....and well, I guess in their country, the men don't get it when a woman says no.....and well, the men tend to be on the repulsive side, so they have to be beaten by shoes if they're ever going to even get a woman.......



Kally

Sunday, June 22, 2014



Dear Diary,


A while ago, I wrote some stuff about CR, and his sister.....I mean, with the theevu clan, all they do is beat women, and ask them to obey them......In other words, women aren't allowed to speak back to the men, and if they do, they get a beating.....And my mom, well, can't keep her mouth shut when it comes to CR's sister.....my mom would kill us rather than marry us off to CR's sister......and well, CR loves his sister a lot......the rest is well.....

And my job is usually to protect her...so that they stick to arguing, and not killing each other......And usually, I don't get a beating, but one day, he came at me....was going to beat me as well......

So, I wrote some stuff about him and his sister....some vile stuff I suppose, which the dumb demlos swallowed with ease....I mean, demlos don't think twice about whether what they are being told is the truth or not, they just need something to gossip about.....and well, the more they gossip about someone else's family, the higher the chance that their children will end up with a good life....

I found this song...................Nirpaduve...................Karpaduve, Ketpaduve, Karuduvade..........Neegalellam arpa something....which basically depicts the demlo race.......

Anyways, he disowned me since, and well, every theevu is now saying bad stuff about me.......because of the vile stuff I wrote, and because of the dumb demlos who were stupid enough to believe it..........

What am I supposed to do if the demlos are stupid, and that they believe everything anyone says.....


Kally









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Monday, June 16, 2014





Dear Diary,



Today, someone emailed me, and said that they would teach me a lesson, that they would damage my life, etc....

I`m not sure who it is but it could be Padmaraj (CR`s brother`s son), it could be Saroji`s son (CR`s sister`s son), it could be the stalker (an ugly creature, like a baboon from a zoo or something, don` know its name or the name of its friends that stalk me), etc....The alternative is that it`s a demlo, since I`ve had to notify their pathetic race about my relationship with William.....Their men lack dignity, and as such seem to think that they can force themselves on those who are repulsed by their mere presence.....

Since I`m not sure who it is, I`ll stick to keeping an online diary........

I think that I`ll also report it to the cops....Seriously, I live in a first world, and I have to deal with creatures that come to this country from the third world, and who behave as though they were still living in their their third world country...... 


Kally

Saturday, June 14, 2014


I also have a CyberStalker who managed to crash my computer a million time, so I bought a Chromebook....like constant harassing on my computer....the chromebook is my third laptop because the Cyberstalker always hacks into my system, places viruses, crashes my files, my system, etc....

And now, this is what is happening to my Chromebook Laptop....

Like, I don`t touch anything but the tabs just move on their own, the page automatically scrolls up and down.....etc...

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---TABS MOVE ON THEIR OWN...like I don`t touch it but it switches from one to another...
--Chromebook, so no software....but windows move to the side on their own....
-page scrolls up and down on their own

--Also, the Cyberstalker has messed around with my files (deleted chunks of texts, replaced words in my sentences, etc...), and left a notepad note on my old computer....

===AND IT WAS HORRIBLE WHEN MY OTHER LAPTOP CRASHED, STARTED TYPING NUMBERS WHEN YOU CLICK THE SEARCHBAR, etc...


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