Common Sense Over Nonsense Novels & Stories

Lani said another nonsense. The more Mrs. Lani spoke, the more Erica became disgruntled. Where does nonsense like Mrs. Lani's conclusion come from? Erica firmly believed in the concept of cause and effect, or karma, in the world. Erica believes that in the world, there is always cause and effect, or karma. So instead of arguing, Erica will wait for the consequences Mrs. Lani has to bear for her actions.

Steve asked. " If you do not stop this nonsense now Steve, I will call the medical people to take you. What nonsense are you saying?" " You call it nonsense?" " Yes, I do. Whatever doesn't make sense is nonsense. So, I call it nonsense. There is nothing much there. " " In every nonsense, there is a sense." " You are still holding on to this." " That is because I am damn serious!" " Are you shouting at me?" " Didn't mean to. "

“Ah, what a joke. And here I was, thinking people still had some sense.” “But you keep proving me wrong,” Her eyes swept over all of us. “But, I suppose common sense really isn’t that common after all.”

I asked them and then I heard only one thing from them which is 'He is so rude. "It was your first class right so you guys must have felt like that. After getting used to the atmosphere he will be not that much hard on you guys ok." I said assuring them. "You don't know Maam. There is some defect in his brain which stops him from remembering that we are just students and not some animals." One girl said from the firs bench. "Guys! Don't judge a book that fast. Yesterday is his first day so don't do it ok." I said smiling and the all nodded smiling back.

Much better. Had I been thinking wooden trees, or rather, trees in a wood? There are Linnaeus trees to map and identify species, or trees to locate a file in a folder on my computer? Who knows? It was gone, leaving me in that deep nonsense Freudian ditch of half-sleep, where the unruly subconscious runs amok. Today I was struggling to climb out. That’s the problem. Is it or isn’t it nonsense? Now I’m awake. That got me thinking of the nonsense things that have been said to me, which, when you are only nineteen, shouldn’t be that many.

That idiom is not for people like me. "Do you have some sense that because of your strange words and useless insults, other children also find the courage to harass the teachers. And where did you get the courage to insult me? Kids like you, who don't study but are always eager to fight! From where did you learn all this? from your father? " Why is my father being brought into the middle of this nonsense? This woman is talking nonsense by picking any word from anywhere like a mental patient, does it not mean that she can use any shit about my father? Also, her stupid does not even have a right to speak about my dad.

And just like that, he turns and climbs up the stairs to the hall. Only one with higher power can silence a lecturer this way. I gulp. ... Words/phrases and their meaning: * Na over-familiarity dey bring insult — over-familiarity breeds contempt * Just say it pain you — just say my comeback hurt you

Damn the consequences. First things first, though. I had to clear out the table. It got a lot of cabs. Paint cans. One by one, I set the items down. Now, I was left with one thing. Getting the table to the spot. Know what.? I could just turn it over and drag it down. It wouldn't make as much nose, as it would with its legs on the ground. Right? I hoped. As my hands got to the table, I realised just how foolish the idea was. The table was fairly large, so, it was sort of impossible for me to turn it over. Let alone do so without disturbing the silence here. Left with no other option, I shrugged it off. I didn't care anymore.

"Scholar good muffin!" I rolled my eyes, a small smiling creeping up my face. "It's common sense okay. But then common sense isn't so common lately. Some just don't have it." I coughed, discreetly pointing towards him. "Yeah, everyone can't be awesome like me. Good looks plus brains and common sense and a looooong co-" I covered my ears, shaking my head. "Gosh please I don't even want to hear it." He smirked, removing my hands. "I was going to say a long couch, what did you think?" he fake gasped. "You dirty dirty minded muffin."

‌ Grinning, Vasky replied, "I prefer to focus on things that actually matter, unlike you, the self-proclaimed Queen of Nonsense." ‌ Playfully offended, Carlin responded, "Excuse me! Nonsense is an art form, Vasky. Not everyone can appreciate its beauty." ‌ Rolling his eyes, Vasky couldn't help but smile, "Right, an art form that only you seem to have mastered." ‌ Their rapid-fire banter continued, drawing chuckles and laughter from the onlookers. It was a duel of wit and sarcasm, a language only they understood, creating an amusing and entertaining spectacle for everyone present.