Lucky loser?

You know that thing when you start your day with that hot green tea before your computer and the first sip you take is too hot, so you have to set it down and fan your tongue for a while before you can taste anything at all; and then when you get back to the tea, the tag from the teabag has fallen into it and is floating around on the surface, disintegrating slowly, making your tea all flecked? It's kinda obvious that the rest of the day is going to be pretty pathetic. And then all you can think is, 'well, at least I didn't knock down the mug and slop Chinese antioxidant-filled green tea all over the keyboard'. And then you look up and find 5 'Hy, u der???' IMs from various friends.
You probably don't. That's lucky loserhood.
Most people are just plain winners or losers. The former ought to stay away from this blog, because they never have such days. The latter should flock here in droves. They probably did knock over the mug and ended up breaking it too. And then felt guilty for an hour and a half because it was the 'Aunt' mug gifted very sweetly by her nephew despite parental nay-saying. (Your siblings know you best)
So there are winners. This is not to say that everyone living south of Andheri is included in this group because they went to 'It' schools and sneaked into Ra underage or whatever. Many of these are lucky losers too.
The basic definition of a winner is a person who is happy with himself/herself. So yeah, a whole lot of middle-class kids are way happier with themselves than richer kids, and not because of tele-dramatised values like love and sacrifice and all. Because they just have more potential to exploit and they know it. And they'll probably end up in South Bombay anyway. These guys are the best at at least one particular 'thing' and will use it to the last. They're even titled: "Mr./Ms. Malhar/Umang/Brouhaha" .
Then there are losers. This is not to say you're a loser if you're reading this post or whatever (because then there'd be too few losers in the world). These guys don't lose anything, technically. They just believe they never had it. And it doesn't spur them on to get what they don't have or anything. And we're not wasting anymore text on it.
And then there are the endangered species: lucky losers. Me, anyway. We have it, but we don't have enough. Lucky losers are generally good at a number of things and best at nothing. We're usually lucky in things like exams and receiving iPods from relatives as gifts, but not in getting your act together before judges and definitely not love. Lucky loserhood is boundless and unconditional in its scope.
We can be found in St.Xavier's and in SVP (Kandivli). We could be late to school every single day, but one fine day, the bus we miss daily catches fire on the next road.
We're occasionally bright, so people expect us to 'go far'. And its a miracle that we manage to reach college on time everyday.
We spend long hours writing poems (and blogs) on lucky-loser-emotions in the classroom. On the first bench. And the professor doesn't check our books because he can't imagine us doing anything rebellious. We post our best poems as notes on facebook, and everyone comments on it, telling us how good it is, and how we should consider writing as a career, but the elims for creative-writing contests are always on subjects we don't feel about. Winner subjects.
Really, lucky losers don't have it that lucky.
So, I guess its buh-bye until another day this lucky loser feels like ranting about the injustice in this world. (ie. Winners)
Love and minimised loserhood to all!

Disclaimer: This lucky loser doesn't wish to label anyone or anything a loser (or winner). Any similar characteristics possessed by any reader are coincidental and unintentional on my part.
:-) Have a nice day, everyone.