Critical Atyaachaaar !!!!!

This was d gist of a talk between a Garage serviceman, when he narrated his story to me, somewhere back down in the past.
I am posting it now !!!!!!

Well, how does one answer the critic??
When all yu did,
Wass d best, yu could out stick,
At that freakn' fuzzy minute !!!!!!

I tried it, and went on to a fight,
To keep things bloody upright.
Amidst a shatterd shards like site,
Made it glow in the night.

Yu were everything I wanted,
Wud have meant different had yu stayed.
Now I feel the same crappy question,
Was it worth or I just feined !!!!!!

Today when things are hunky dory,
Life has changed, and so m I !!!!!
People call me freak,
And exclaim me "sick "   !!!!
Well sobeit !!!!!

And so once again my dear,
Therez something that surfaces near,
Today people ask me have I gone frentic??
Tell me, How does one answer the critic??

The best part is before I could put in my crappy advice in this he blurted out one with these simple lines,

"Jane do naa bhaiyaaa, wo nahi toh koi aur sahi, ab kya rote baithunga sari umar ,kahi na kahi koi appka intzaaar kar raha hota hi hai... Agle mahine shaadi hai meri,shayad ye ladki hi naseeb me likhi hogi..Aana jarooor.."
:)