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hidden meaning in ordinary word,

blood-red wings on a flightless bird,

so much frustration, same with unrest,

equal and unequal put to the test.


desire is the cause of sorrow,

live nought but for the morrow,

can the mind be ever a servent tame,

instead of a beast forever aflame?


life is too short to ever take tension,

do we spend or make do till pension,

money, money inflaming passions,

power and fame our twin obsessions.


Everything here is already known,

Birds of a flock already flown,

Myself am I not immune,

Isn't advising others inopportune?

ouch...

- Guy at Nokia store exchanging a worn-down un-series-ed phone for a brand new, spanking hot RED E63. Sez Guy to Gal "Look dear, its got a 4GB memory card, 2 MP camera,  lets me set up two email accounts, and has internet access and WLAN" The Gal turns around and says "Woh toh sab theek hai, but tu life mein yeh sab use karne wala hai kya?" 

Ouch. That, people, was the closest thing I have seen to a mental kick in the nuts, if there ever was one.

- Lara Dutta is awesomely hot. And she has a beautiful (I cannot stress this point enough) butt. And if anyone in that movie had any chance of sleeping with Kylie Minogue, it was her. That, in the wholesomeness of its entirety, is my takeaway from the movie "Blue".

lyrics...

Zara Zara Touch Me Song Lyrics

All I seee…
In hersszzz Touch

Wats d fun ? ah ah
Do u know wht i mean it isz ?
Mmmm
Sup sup
Oooooo
Can i get ya
Oooooo
Can i touch ya
Oooooo
Can i get ya
Oooooo
Can i touch ya

Zara Zara Touch Me Touch Me Touch Me
Ah Zara Zara Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me
Ah Zara Zara Hold Me Hold Me Hold Me

Ah zara zara .. Oooo ooo ooo

Touch Me Touch Me Touch Me
Ah Zara Zara
Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me
Ah Zara Zara
Hold Me Hold Me Hold Me
Ah Zara Zara
Oooo ooo ooo

(Bin tere sanam is jahan mein
Beqkaar hum
Dum da dum da dum
Bin tere sanam is jahan mein
Beqkaar hum ) ….. 2

Zara Zara Touch Me Touch Me Touch Me
Ah Zara Zara Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me
Ah Zara Zara Hold Me Hold Me Hold Me

Ah zara zara .. Oooo ooo ooo

Touch Me Touch Me Touch Me
Ah Zara Zara
Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me
Ah Zara Zara
Hold Me Hold Me Hold Me
Ah Zara Zara
Oooo ooo ooo.......

And so the song continues with a few random words thrown in between. People get paid for this. And not on humor blogs. Also, funnier than anything I could come up with. How do I get a piece of the pie? Lyrics obtained from here.

whatta...

a jingle on the jelly,
nothing's on the telly.
cricket's down to twenty,
even that seems aplenty.

gone are the days of sessions won,
in a trice are matches done,
look at me, my post was on frustration,
woohoo, that train's left the station.

Hurt...

Its been six months since that fateful day in college..I thought I'd moved on. I'd thought that it wouldn't affect me now. I thought I'd left it behind. But it still hurts. Like a knife through the heart. More than I could've thought it would. It hurts so much.

Some who will understand this, will rejoice. For the wrong reasons. You have no idea why it hurts me, and maybe all of us, so much. Its because we care too damn much. You won't understand, you can't understand. Someday we'll stop caring. And maybe on that day, we'll find our peace. And still, a part of me never wants that peace, because we never want to stop caring.

As Ben Franklin said, "Those things that hurt, Instruct." Let's hope I'm a better student now than what I was in the recent past. At least, let me have the sense to never repeat this mistake again.

Amen.


Alone

Being alone is cold. That's what they say. Its not, not always. It can be hot. Sweaty,even. Drinking in the musk of your sweat because you aren't bothered to wipe it off. Because you're alone. Not really, no. There are people around. But they don't see you. Neither do you. They dont mean anything. You dont understand them. They dont understand you. They dont know you. They dont care. You dont care. Why? Because you're alone. Oh, so alone.

IndiBlogging

Went to IndiBlogger.

Created an account.

Asked for approval to join.

Approval was granted.

Made my first forum post.

.......Continued to post regularly here???

Only time will tell....

P.S.: Did the same with Blogadda.

Testing..

Testing out the email your blog post feature..

Also wondering if I should take up poetry a la Ogden Nash..

Birthday..

Happy Birthday, Mr. M.K. Gandhi, although you're long gone.

Trouble with my blogging is I dont want to write unless I have a strong/currently strong fixed opinion or hard facts..and mostly, I have neither..

Damn it..