Girl and Boy
She’s all alone
Says she’s not a watering hole
Been trying all possible alleys
And love just whistles on
He’s within himself
Basking in the loneliness
But that’s not what he calls it
And love just whistles on
Monday, September 22, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Wonderwall
If they aren't always good, why call them "goodbyes"?
If they aren't always hellish, why call them "hello's"?
When will english stop being a funny language?
The irony hurts at times.
If they aren't always hellish, why call them "hello's"?
When will english stop being a funny language?
The irony hurts at times.
Papa Loves Mambo
Alright, she's going to hate this.
Maybe I should have asked for permission before. I mean she's threatened me with a libel suit in the past and even though I doubt she'd pull it off (the libel that is), you can only push someone so far. Especially someone with a french disposal to life (and that too, only because I feel they hate the attention obsessed, chihuahua totting americans. And that's a good thing)
But this is me falling prey, to the pimping way of the blogging life.
So click here for the Indian In Paris blog. It's funnier than it sounds and highly intriguing in places.
And honestly, this doesn't come easy. No, not really. This is probably being impulsive and adulatory, but to be fair, if a blog is funny (or silly) enough to make us impulsive it shall be pimped.
That's the law. To which I comply only but rarely.
And you have to pay the bribe. That's also the law. Corruption and pimping is what this government is about.
But please be nice, quiet and discreet. She's going to hate the attention, even though she has a blog stat counter right plomp in the middle.
Maybe I should have asked for permission before. I mean she's threatened me with a libel suit in the past and even though I doubt she'd pull it off (the libel that is), you can only push someone so far. Especially someone with a french disposal to life (and that too, only because I feel they hate the attention obsessed, chihuahua totting americans. And that's a good thing)
But this is me falling prey, to the pimping way of the blogging life.
So click here for the Indian In Paris blog. It's funnier than it sounds and highly intriguing in places.
And honestly, this doesn't come easy. No, not really. This is probably being impulsive and adulatory, but to be fair, if a blog is funny (or silly) enough to make us impulsive it shall be pimped.
That's the law. To which I comply only but rarely.
And you have to pay the bribe. That's also the law. Corruption and pimping is what this government is about.
But please be nice, quiet and discreet. She's going to hate the attention, even though she has a blog stat counter right plomp in the middle.
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