She is absconding after taking away my one night’s sleep. I can hardly remember her face; it was pretty dark inside the room.
She was anonymous. I could not ask for her identity, she did not carry one.
She bared it all while she entered my bed room. Before I could understand anything, she got underneath my blanket. In no time she injected her poisonous love bite into my veins.
After three days, today I have been detected of malaria.
(Note: Guys, don’t worry, I am all right, this is completely made up)
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
So close , yet so far!
Somehow he had come to know about her name. May be from a post misdelivered.
He searched her in orkut , nope, not there!
Facebook , alas , not again!
In her company community, no ..no.. nobody could find details till her cell number :(
In google with all strange searches..'blue eyes','sharp nose','bangalore beauty','XXX Software Services'...disappointment!
He just wants to say ‘Hi’.
She stays next door,
With her angry fat big brother,
Who hates him
more than the wild doberman of the owner.
So close , yet so far!
He searched her in orkut , nope, not there!
Facebook , alas , not again!
In her company community, no ..no.. nobody could find details till her cell number :(
In google with all strange searches..'blue eyes','sharp nose','bangalore beauty','XXX Software Services'...disappointment!
He just wants to say ‘Hi’.
She stays next door,
With her angry fat big brother,
Who hates him
more than the wild doberman of the owner.
So close , yet so far!
Confused
Sometimes things can be too complicated being too simple.
Like what I have been facing now a days, confused about
Whether I want change
Or I want to change!
Like what I have been facing now a days, confused about
Whether I want change
Or I want to change!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
the journey of love
Parting from “Nothing else matters”
getting arrested at several stops of “Everything else matters”
and finally getting nailed down to “Perhaps something else matters!”
Maybe, this is what we call
“the journey of love”
getting arrested at several stops of “Everything else matters”
and finally getting nailed down to “Perhaps something else matters!”
Maybe, this is what we call
“the journey of love”
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