XYZ is anything, a book, a movie, a person, a notion, you or me
several of my friends among ABC meet/read/watch/feel XYZ and here are the several responses
1. Nani : Abe XYZ chutiya(p) hai
2. Pablo: Abe hehehe, XYZ kuchh nahi hota, bone, bone, bone!
3. Manuj: Abe sale XYZ frustu hai, par sala hum sabse jyada frustu hain
4. Prakhar_Ank: Shi ha bhi XYZ
5. Adarsh: XYZ is right, but in your perception, like 3 idiots
6. Nishant Singh the sinner: XYZ koi maal hai kya? detail me batao
7. Sanju Dada: XYZ to achha hai. are wo chhodo, IAS nikalo
8. Nandit : XYZ is over rated, startup idea no 4
9. Amarto: Saale XYZ dekh, tu bhoolega nahi ki maine recommend kiya tha
10.Pandey: Abe ro kya raha hai
11.Pushpendra: abe XYZ chhod, facebook par status me hi daal dete hain
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Things girls told me about myself
1. I’ve smoked fatter joints than that. 2. Ahh, it’s cute. 3. Who circumcised you?
4. Why don’t we just cuddle? 5. You know they have surgery to fix that.
6. It’s more fun to look at. 7. Make it dance.
8. You know, there’s a tower in Italy like that. 9. Can I paint a smiley face on that?
10. It looks like a night crawler.
11. Wow, and your feet are so big.
12. My last boyfriend was 4” bigger. 13. It’s ok, we’ll work around it. 14. Is this a mild or a spicy Slim Jim?
15. Eww, there’s an inch worm on your thigh. 16. Will it squeak if I squeeze it?
17. Oh no, a flash headache.
18. (giggle and point)
19. Can I be honest with you?
20. My 8-year-old brother has one like that.
21. Let me go get my tweezers. 22. How sweet, you brought incense.
23. This explains your car.
24. You must be a growing boy.
25. Maybe if we water it, it’ll grow. 26. Thanks, I needed a toothpick.
27. Are you one of those pygmies?
28. Have you ever thought of working in a sideshow?
29. Every heard of clearasil?
30. All right, a treasure hunt!
31. I didn’t know they came that small. 32. Why is God punishing you?
33. At least this won’t take long. 34. I never saw one like that before.
35. What do you call this?
36. But it still works, right?
37. ####, I hate baby-sitting.
38. It looks so unused.
39. Do you take steroids? 40. I hear excessive masturbation shrinks it.
41. Maybe it looks better in natural light.
42. Why don’t we skip right to the cigarettes? 43. Oh, I didn’t know you were in an accident. 44. Did you date Lorena Bobbitt?
45. Aww, it’s hiding. 46. Are you cold?
47. If you get me real drunk first.
48. Is that an optical illusion?
49. What is that?
50. I’ll go get the ketchup for your french fry. 51. Were you neutered?
52. It’s a good thing you have so many other talents. 53. Does it come with an air pump?
54. So this is why you’re supposed to judge people on personality. 55. Where are the puppet strings?
56. Your big gun is more like a BB gun.
57. Look, it fits my Barbie clothes.
58. Never mind, why bother.
59. Is that a second belly button?
60. Where’s the rest of it?
4. Why don’t we just cuddle? 5. You know they have surgery to fix that.
6. It’s more fun to look at. 7. Make it dance.
8. You know, there’s a tower in Italy like that. 9. Can I paint a smiley face on that?
10. It looks like a night crawler.
11. Wow, and your feet are so big.
12. My last boyfriend was 4” bigger. 13. It’s ok, we’ll work around it. 14. Is this a mild or a spicy Slim Jim?
15. Eww, there’s an inch worm on your thigh. 16. Will it squeak if I squeeze it?
17. Oh no, a flash headache.
18. (giggle and point)
19. Can I be honest with you?
20. My 8-year-old brother has one like that.
21. Let me go get my tweezers. 22. How sweet, you brought incense.
23. This explains your car.
24. You must be a growing boy.
25. Maybe if we water it, it’ll grow. 26. Thanks, I needed a toothpick.
27. Are you one of those pygmies?
28. Have you ever thought of working in a sideshow?
29. Every heard of clearasil?
30. All right, a treasure hunt!
31. I didn’t know they came that small. 32. Why is God punishing you?
33. At least this won’t take long. 34. I never saw one like that before.
35. What do you call this?
36. But it still works, right?
37. ####, I hate baby-sitting.
38. It looks so unused.
39. Do you take steroids? 40. I hear excessive masturbation shrinks it.
41. Maybe it looks better in natural light.
42. Why don’t we skip right to the cigarettes? 43. Oh, I didn’t know you were in an accident. 44. Did you date Lorena Bobbitt?
45. Aww, it’s hiding. 46. Are you cold?
47. If you get me real drunk first.
48. Is that an optical illusion?
49. What is that?
50. I’ll go get the ketchup for your french fry. 51. Were you neutered?
52. It’s a good thing you have so many other talents. 53. Does it come with an air pump?
54. So this is why you’re supposed to judge people on personality. 55. Where are the puppet strings?
56. Your big gun is more like a BB gun.
57. Look, it fits my Barbie clothes.
58. Never mind, why bother.
59. Is that a second belly button?
60. Where’s the rest of it?
Friday, March 12, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
vicious circle!!!
He was shaking and sobbing silently in a corner. His head revolving and his body crumpled up. he didn't even know why he had been feeling like crying, yelling at nothing in particular. The doorbell rang and he opened the door. his wife was standing there, smiling at him, purely and innocently. he thought of her again and again, felt like giving her all the love in the world. She came inside and kissed him on his lips. She even looked worried at him being overworked and tired.
She was the love of his life, and they have known each other for years, married hardly for a week though and it had become a routine for him to cry silently in her absence and he never had a reason.Although they had sex many a times before marriage, he hadnt been able to make love to her afterwards due to some invisible wall that had popped up between them.
She went to sleep in an hour and he was standing in the balcony staring into the nothingness, which he had so long thought as his own but now he could not find his solace rewarded. He was missing something, albeit everything had gone according to the plan. He had joined a big firm after college, had been earning sufficiently and married the girl he always wanted to. he had stayed 8 years in company of his friends, at college and at his place of work. he felt empty without them. he went over to the cupboard and took out the 12 years old Johnny Walker and drank a few sips and laid down on the floor half conscious and yelled
"motherfuckers ! where have you all been?"
and he stepped into a dream where he was with his friends with whisky in his hand and missing the love of his life.
She was the love of his life, and they have known each other for years, married hardly for a week though and it had become a routine for him to cry silently in her absence and he never had a reason.Although they had sex many a times before marriage, he hadnt been able to make love to her afterwards due to some invisible wall that had popped up between them.
She went to sleep in an hour and he was standing in the balcony staring into the nothingness, which he had so long thought as his own but now he could not find his solace rewarded. He was missing something, albeit everything had gone according to the plan. He had joined a big firm after college, had been earning sufficiently and married the girl he always wanted to. he had stayed 8 years in company of his friends, at college and at his place of work. he felt empty without them. he went over to the cupboard and took out the 12 years old Johnny Walker and drank a few sips and laid down on the floor half conscious and yelled
"motherfuckers ! where have you all been?"
and he stepped into a dream where he was with his friends with whisky in his hand and missing the love of his life.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
as it is!!
you run
in vicious circles
alone, aghast
your fear of
my dreaded bliss
haunts your past
your hollow laughter
freezes my spine and
runs down a chill
it was not me
who stabbed you
i didn't make the kill
in vicious circles
alone, aghast
your fear of
my dreaded bliss
haunts your past
your hollow laughter
freezes my spine and
runs down a chill
it was not me
who stabbed you
i didn't make the kill
Friday, December 4, 2009
Obscure Desire
In the still of the evening
without a soul to intrude
i let my heart ache
and try to worship your mistresshood
the flicking flame of the candle
invite my submittance to your embrace
a deleberate attempt to look in to your eyes
to feed you warmth, to feel your grace
your swollen eyes reflect the tale
of forgotten knights and adored gods
i wander for years in those lost terrains
and come back home with your tears and applaud
is it about your body, your smell?
(I am not Marv, I dunno how angels smell)
Is it about the way you laugh
is it about the way you say nothing
or is it just an obscure desire to chaff.
without a soul to intrude
i let my heart ache
and try to worship your mistresshood
the flicking flame of the candle
invite my submittance to your embrace
a deleberate attempt to look in to your eyes
to feed you warmth, to feel your grace
your swollen eyes reflect the tale
of forgotten knights and adored gods
i wander for years in those lost terrains
and come back home with your tears and applaud
is it about your body, your smell?
(I am not Marv, I dunno how angels smell)
Is it about the way you laugh
is it about the way you say nothing
or is it just an obscure desire to chaff.
Monday, November 16, 2009
An Irate Lover
A perched parakeet
Sang in a tremulous voice
For all his sorrows
And tears wrapped in his sleeve
His voice echoes through the hall
Humbling prima-donnas
A myth revealed
A folklore unfold
His mistress had left
Unconsciously fled
Perched on another wall
With all the bricks red
She had swollen eyes
And a red beak
It’s the dawn
Of her wayward dreams
Another day another life
A time to bid goodbye
A lover found, a lover lost
A little happiness at grief’s cost
Sang in a tremulous voice
For all his sorrows
And tears wrapped in his sleeve
His voice echoes through the hall
Humbling prima-donnas
A myth revealed
A folklore unfold
His mistress had left
Unconsciously fled
Perched on another wall
With all the bricks red
She had swollen eyes
And a red beak
It’s the dawn
Of her wayward dreams
Another day another life
A time to bid goodbye
A lover found, a lover lost
A little happiness at grief’s cost
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