The room is all dark and gloomy
I walk up to the window
and peep at the outside world
the gardens, the butterflies
early rays of the sun, the stork
i see each one of'em painted in black
too black to differentiate
too black to identify and appreciate
I hear a sudden thunder in a far off world
a thunder without a lightning
I smelt the mud as it rained
I heard raindrops drizzle all over
erasing the blackness from the trees
the grass, the gardens
But alas! the gardens and the stork
have no identity without their usual black
for i can't bear the sight of them
wearing any other color
for i know of black as the only color
I'm the dream, the dream of a blind man
Saturday, October 08, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Travel Stories - Mumbai local
Of all the people i reluctantly studied about during high school social studies, Hieun Tsang is one memorable person! He's this chinese man with those small eyes who roams around with a lamp on his head. I always thought "Idiot, open your eyes fully and you don't need the lamp to look around" or "Dude.. your long hairs coz of all the oil that the lamp spills?". The second thought is kinda sick, but i had all these thoughts about this cool chinky at that point of time...
Lately, i too have started to roam around like him, not in search of wisdom, not to meet some girl, not to enlighten the world, but for a cause even more divine, to shed some calories! Instead of the lamp, there were earphones and instead of long hairs, there's a bald head.. Whatever it is, here are some 'not so amazing, but story-worthy' tales of the travels
1. The lure of a coke:- If you don't booze, you have to love coke.. you don't have an option! Agreed.. but walking 14 kms in the sun for a coke, you must be nuts?? yea.. man!! So, this is the incident. I start on a walk for 7kms (slimming schedule) and the plan is to return back by auto since 14km is a bit too far. Once i start back, i see this ad of coke somewhere around and felt like having one.. But, at the inception of the thought, my alter-ego hit hard at me "Dude.. you woke up at 7am and just walked 7 kms and you are going to drown all of that with a bottle of coke".
Fuck you! alter-ego, i want the coke.. get lost now!
But the alter-ego persists to pester and i can't have my coke with this guilty feeling. So, what's the second option... "Walk back the 7kms and drink the coke".. No man, you must be kidding, the sun is already up and walking 14kms, you are mad!! and in a moment, i started my walk back.. sun beating strong on my head, like a man chasing oasis in a desert, i tread each step dreaming of that sip of coke, that sweet taste on your lips... aaah!! the pleasure and the motivation... as i walked back the distance, the only shop around where they sell cold drinks is.. you guessed it, CLOSED!!
2. New found devotion to god:- So, the damned coke had made me walk these 14kms; Though i am doing it, i am filled with guilt. Guilt that i'm chasing material things and i need to find some spirituality to erase this guilt. So, i started to roam around under the bridge into 'no man's lands', greeting strange creatures one moment and running away the next, i finally bump into this small yet beautiful lord shiva temple. I found a strange kind of association with him, new found peace and bliss at this temple. Reasons could be many or any, but the feeling is good. So, i start to spend good 30 minutes at this place with nothing on my mind. Have been doing this always except if the sun has already set. (Post sunset, i read in my childhood that gods and demons fight and you might be caught in the cross fire, so i never risked that)
3. B plans:- They said, "If you have to become an entrepreneur, you have to do an MBA"; "If you have to be creative, you have to attend seminars on creative thinking (and read books on out of box thinking)", also said by them.. and all the while i have been doing this with no new idea except the ability to copy ideas without being caught. But this one pot-bellied guy swept me off my feat with his entrepreneurial spirit. You generally see these people, at traffic signals, who tie a lemon and some other strange things into a knot and tie it to the vehicle. This particular 'whatever you call it thing' would supposedly put all the evil spirits away from you. He's just another such guy who chose a different location for his business.
Toll gates -- Awesome! At signals, you have to walk to and fro, and if the signal turns green, you have to move back etc., etc., This guy sits on a chair (with this pot belly) in the middle of the highway and every vehicle that passes the toll eventually passes through him. A larger customer base with little movement. Also, he is not selling his product, you are actually going to him and buying it. This still might be a normal thing, here comes the killer. On the third day, i saw him wearing a thick jacket. It's summer and woolen jackets? what's wrong with this guy? As i walk past him exchanging a queer stare, a biker stops by and our bellied guy ties this 'whatever you call it with a lemon' thing to the bike; As the biker offers to pay, they had a small chat and our guy picks out a pack of cigarattes from his jacket and hands him over for double payment. I am stunned! Simple logic, every smoker needs a fag and you have a one stop shop for spirituality and cigarattes. You don't have to stop some where else and buy that cigaratte, especially when you are already late to work. Though i don't see them inter related, this guy mixed the offering wonderfully well. Take a bow, pot-bellied dude. You are my inspiration!
4. The parked car on the highway: Guys! This one, i don't think is an apt story in a public forum. Call me if you want the details :)
PS: After all this, did i lose weight?
The answer is no. Reason: "Simple, The lure of the second coke is even stronger and my body can't stand a marathon every day"
Lately, i too have started to roam around like him, not in search of wisdom, not to meet some girl, not to enlighten the world, but for a cause even more divine, to shed some calories! Instead of the lamp, there were earphones and instead of long hairs, there's a bald head.. Whatever it is, here are some 'not so amazing, but story-worthy' tales of the travels
1. The lure of a coke:- If you don't booze, you have to love coke.. you don't have an option! Agreed.. but walking 14 kms in the sun for a coke, you must be nuts?? yea.. man!! So, this is the incident. I start on a walk for 7kms (slimming schedule) and the plan is to return back by auto since 14km is a bit too far. Once i start back, i see this ad of coke somewhere around and felt like having one.. But, at the inception of the thought, my alter-ego hit hard at me "Dude.. you woke up at 7am and just walked 7 kms and you are going to drown all of that with a bottle of coke".
Fuck you! alter-ego, i want the coke.. get lost now!
But the alter-ego persists to pester and i can't have my coke with this guilty feeling. So, what's the second option... "Walk back the 7kms and drink the coke".. No man, you must be kidding, the sun is already up and walking 14kms, you are mad!! and in a moment, i started my walk back.. sun beating strong on my head, like a man chasing oasis in a desert, i tread each step dreaming of that sip of coke, that sweet taste on your lips... aaah!! the pleasure and the motivation... as i walked back the distance, the only shop around where they sell cold drinks is.. you guessed it, CLOSED!!
2. New found devotion to god:- So, the damned coke had made me walk these 14kms; Though i am doing it, i am filled with guilt. Guilt that i'm chasing material things and i need to find some spirituality to erase this guilt. So, i started to roam around under the bridge into 'no man's lands', greeting strange creatures one moment and running away the next, i finally bump into this small yet beautiful lord shiva temple. I found a strange kind of association with him, new found peace and bliss at this temple. Reasons could be many or any, but the feeling is good. So, i start to spend good 30 minutes at this place with nothing on my mind. Have been doing this always except if the sun has already set. (Post sunset, i read in my childhood that gods and demons fight and you might be caught in the cross fire, so i never risked that)
3. B plans:- They said, "If you have to become an entrepreneur, you have to do an MBA"; "If you have to be creative, you have to attend seminars on creative thinking (and read books on out of box thinking)", also said by them.. and all the while i have been doing this with no new idea except the ability to copy ideas without being caught. But this one pot-bellied guy swept me off my feat with his entrepreneurial spirit. You generally see these people, at traffic signals, who tie a lemon and some other strange things into a knot and tie it to the vehicle. This particular 'whatever you call it thing' would supposedly put all the evil spirits away from you. He's just another such guy who chose a different location for his business.
Toll gates -- Awesome! At signals, you have to walk to and fro, and if the signal turns green, you have to move back etc., etc., This guy sits on a chair (with this pot belly) in the middle of the highway and every vehicle that passes the toll eventually passes through him. A larger customer base with little movement. Also, he is not selling his product, you are actually going to him and buying it. This still might be a normal thing, here comes the killer. On the third day, i saw him wearing a thick jacket. It's summer and woolen jackets? what's wrong with this guy? As i walk past him exchanging a queer stare, a biker stops by and our bellied guy ties this 'whatever you call it with a lemon' thing to the bike; As the biker offers to pay, they had a small chat and our guy picks out a pack of cigarattes from his jacket and hands him over for double payment. I am stunned! Simple logic, every smoker needs a fag and you have a one stop shop for spirituality and cigarattes. You don't have to stop some where else and buy that cigaratte, especially when you are already late to work. Though i don't see them inter related, this guy mixed the offering wonderfully well. Take a bow, pot-bellied dude. You are my inspiration!
4. The parked car on the highway: Guys! This one, i don't think is an apt story in a public forum. Call me if you want the details :)
PS: After all this, did i lose weight?
The answer is no. Reason: "Simple, The lure of the second coke is even stronger and my body can't stand a marathon every day"
Introduction (change of ishtyle)
It happens...
The other day i met this good old friend of mine who is this hyper types and introduced him to this new friend of mine who is that 'where did he come from' types.. Looking at 'where did he come from' and me crack a joke and order a couple of coke, this hyper confirmed that we are very close friends and started to spill out everything about the new crush i had... incidentally, she's the other's ex and i have no way to hint this hyper "Enough is enough"... <>
ok.. let's set some expectations here. You must have the ability to distinguish fact from fiction and stop asking me 'those' questions. However, the above can happen to any one at any time at any place.. so let's get some fundamentals right. When you are introducing some one to some one else, there are a few things that they should know..
let's take this hypothetical friend, Phani Shashank (No.. no.. the one who ruled inferno with his awp drags is snakey and the one who camped at d2 is mojo, it's not the same one.. ok?). suppose this guy has to be introduced to this other hypothetical friend, Valcano venu at Lavangam's marriage, how will you do it..
"Hi, Meet my best friend, wH!teSnaKe a.k.a Phani,8 years"
"Hi Snake, this is Venu, 2 years, ff"
1. Alias:-
hint 1 to snake: wHiteSnake, there are no aliases to him.. read the hint, don't open your mouth regarding any of mine or lavangam's secrets!
2. Duration of friendship:-
hint 2 to snake: i know this guy for only 2 years, now, let's sketch this guy off n go find some galla n omlet!
hint 2 to venu: dude... i know him for 8 years and i hardly know you.. enough of introductions, now don't bug us!
3. Greeting:-
hint 3 to Snake:- In case you are high and can't read the first 2 hints, read this! I'm introducing him to you without a title.. not even a 'just friend' if not 'best friend'.. don't start the 'Potu, chicken stuff here'.. please!!
4. Ending:-
hint 4 to Snake:- ff stands for force fit, this Venu's forcefully fitted onto me and i can't get rid of him, tell him that some random Palli is calling us for a group snap and get me out of here. You get a jack Daniels pack for your act of kindness. Thanks.
Weird? No, Stupid? Yes. But, try it out and tell me if it works!! :)
The other day i met this good old friend of mine who is this hyper types and introduced him to this new friend of mine who is that 'where did he come from' types.. Looking at 'where did he come from' and me crack a joke and order a couple of coke, this hyper confirmed that we are very close friends and started to spill out everything about the new crush i had... incidentally, she's the other's ex and i have no way to hint this hyper "Enough is enough"... <
ok.. let's set some expectations here. You must have the ability to distinguish fact from fiction and stop asking me 'those' questions. However, the above can happen to any one at any time at any place.. so let's get some fundamentals right. When you are introducing some one to some one else, there are a few things that they should know..
let's take this hypothetical friend, Phani Shashank (No.. no.. the one who ruled inferno with his awp drags is snakey and the one who camped at d2 is mojo, it's not the same one.. ok?). suppose this guy has to be introduced to this other hypothetical friend, Valcano venu at Lavangam's marriage, how will you do it..
"Hi, Meet my best friend, wH!teSnaKe a.k.a Phani,8 years"
"Hi Snake, this is Venu, 2 years, ff"
1. Alias:-
hint 1 to snake: wHiteSnake, there are no aliases to him.. read the hint, don't open your mouth regarding any of mine or lavangam's secrets!
2. Duration of friendship:-
hint 2 to snake: i know this guy for only 2 years, now, let's sketch this guy off n go find some galla n omlet!
hint 2 to venu: dude... i know him for 8 years and i hardly know you.. enough of introductions, now don't bug us!
3. Greeting:-
hint 3 to Snake:- In case you are high and can't read the first 2 hints, read this! I'm introducing him to you without a title.. not even a 'just friend' if not 'best friend'.. don't start the 'Potu, chicken stuff here'.. please!!
4. Ending:-
hint 4 to Snake:- ff stands for force fit, this Venu's forcefully fitted onto me and i can't get rid of him, tell him that some random Palli is calling us for a group snap and get me out of here. You get a jack Daniels pack for your act of kindness. Thanks.
Weird? No, Stupid? Yes. But, try it out and tell me if it works!! :)
Friday, September 03, 2010
Dedication to "A great leader and an extraordinary human being"
When he was born, the first activity he did on the face of earth was to wink at the nurse in the hospital
When he was three, the only alphabet he wanted to learn was G for girl
When he was eight, he was expelled from school for his over-interest in maths class or rather the one who's teaching the class
By twelve, he's mastered astha chamma and tokkudu billa
By thirteen, he unlearned all these arts after realising they were not manly!
By Fifteen, he wanted to take LRR (Love, Romance and Relationships), instead of an MPC or a BiPC
By Sixteen, he was already reading Shakespeare in Telugu
By Seventeen, he wanted to go back to 14 and propose to his neighbour
By Eighteen, he replicated his favorite telugu movie scene at vizag beach
By Nineteen, his interest in bollywood rose due to Murder and Mallika
By Twenty, he wanted to do eveything that's French in his endeavour to become an eternal romantic
By Twenty Two, after two years, he learnt the language but failed to do anything else
By Twenty Four, he started dreaming, editing, adding or removing color and texture and linen from dreams, but always woke up before completing the dream
By Twenty Five, he tried an ice cream, a splendor, a chat, a bat, a trick, a flick all in vain
By Twenty Six, he got back to basics and tried all sorts of combinations from movies of all languages to get the mix for that 'Right Trick'
By Twenty Seven, when everyone thought it's all over, the sword is blunt, the tricks are old, he still fought like a true warrior, with weary eyes and glimmering hope
Now, Today, This day, At Twenty Eight, he did what he was born for, what he has been waiting for, he did it! He did it!
He'd have a preferred a different path, but the destination is met, the smile is there on face.. That's what matters at the end of the day :) :)
Congrats!! To a great leader and an extraordinary Human being!! On being the first to accomplish a dream!! :)
When he was three, the only alphabet he wanted to learn was G for girl
When he was eight, he was expelled from school for his over-interest in maths class or rather the one who's teaching the class
By twelve, he's mastered astha chamma and tokkudu billa
By thirteen, he unlearned all these arts after realising they were not manly!
By Fifteen, he wanted to take LRR (Love, Romance and Relationships), instead of an MPC or a BiPC
By Sixteen, he was already reading Shakespeare in Telugu
By Seventeen, he wanted to go back to 14 and propose to his neighbour
By Eighteen, he replicated his favorite telugu movie scene at vizag beach
By Nineteen, his interest in bollywood rose due to Murder and Mallika
By Twenty, he wanted to do eveything that's French in his endeavour to become an eternal romantic
By Twenty Two, after two years, he learnt the language but failed to do anything else
By Twenty Four, he started dreaming, editing, adding or removing color and texture and linen from dreams, but always woke up before completing the dream
By Twenty Five, he tried an ice cream, a splendor, a chat, a bat, a trick, a flick all in vain
By Twenty Six, he got back to basics and tried all sorts of combinations from movies of all languages to get the mix for that 'Right Trick'
By Twenty Seven, when everyone thought it's all over, the sword is blunt, the tricks are old, he still fought like a true warrior, with weary eyes and glimmering hope
Now, Today, This day, At Twenty Eight, he did what he was born for, what he has been waiting for, he did it! He did it!
He'd have a preferred a different path, but the destination is met, the smile is there on face.. That's what matters at the end of the day :) :)
Congrats!! To a great leader and an extraordinary Human being!! On being the first to accomplish a dream!! :)
Friday, April 30, 2010
Why 3 idiots is not released in telugu?
Ok... This was a complete "ultah" experience for me..
I went to this movie "3 idiots" today; long after all the other idiots have seen it. Going to this movie was more for claiming a social "success" of having seen this movie rather than my desire to run and see an "excellent" movie
As soon as i went into the hall, i had a "havell's shock laga" experience. The screen and room were so small.... i was like "arey bhai, mein tho clinic all clear ad dekh ke, bade screen mein sab kuch dikhta hai soch ke aaya... ye kya hogaya.. isme kyaa dikhegaa.. chal phir bhi, dekhlethe kya hai ye movie mein"... The mininess continued as the "big cinemas janaganamana" was sung as if some body is shooting at you and you need to retaliate only after the song... it's still good coz i don't have to stand for long (sorry my dear patriots, i don't sing janaganamana at all times of the day)... At this point of time, i was wishing the mininess to continue and hoping for some hot chick in minis to sit next to me. Phew! The macroness started post that and sorry... don't ask me to narrate the macroness!! :(
It might sound stupid, but through out the movie i was trying to answer one question... what if balayya accepted to star in this instead of letting Amir khan take the fame...
Scene #1:
Arey bhai, college kaa pehla din tu gaya, senior ne bola pant uthhar nahi tho pissing kardoongaa, tho thu andar jaake circuit banathaa hai kya, circuit... dimag ka circuit short circuit ho gaya kya... aur woh senior kaunsa c!@#@$% hai... tereko nahi lagne wale jaga pe shock laga, tho thu sab bandh kar ke chup baithe gaa kyaa... arey bhai, hum bhi engineering kiya hai, hum bhi ragging mein baitha hai but aisa senior - junior jodi ko jindagi mein kabhi dekha ni... agar wohi chancholdas racholdas (jo bhi hai) ka jaga pe hamara veeravamsa seemadhipathi kodavalla reddy (balayya, called vsk henceforth) ho tha tho naa, kya karegaa maaloom, unka bag se ek bahuthi loooong saa swoord nikalke bolega "arey ooo, thu mere hostel aaya, mere wing pe aaya, mere floor pe aaya, mere room door pe sussu karne kaa sochaa, mere haath mein kya hai dekh, isse abhi tak sirf sar hi kaata (Ok, i stop there, let your imagination do the rest)
Scene #2:
Madhavan aayega hero ke paas aur bolega "arey yaar, mereko wild life photographer ban nekaa, but saala idhar wild life hai yi ni... kyaa karoon bey"... Amir khan kya bola movie mein "beta jaa, thu hungary gaa, brazil ka rainforest jaa, waha ghoomo, macchar se katao, mein tho mere kareena se shaadhi karke mazey karthaa hoon"... woh bhi koi dosthi hothi hai... wohi rancho ke jaga pey hamara vsk hotha tho kya kareegaa maloom... chal camera le.. mere saath aa, abhi waha pe woh porugoorupadu kamadhipathi reddy ko dekha kya, mein abhi isko hunt karoonga... thoo wahi time pe photo click kar naa... tiger, tiger maloom yenaa, uska photo aajathaa hai;
Aur uske bad mein woh gandha pani hai naa, waha pein roll roll karke unko marta hu.. tab aayegaa crocodile... crocodile maane water tiger soch le;
uske baad poora hunt hone ke baad mein aake ek "winning roar" dethaa huu.. wo kyaa hoga guess kar... guess kar naa
madhavan: hmmm... gadhe?
vsk: arey gadhe nahi... isko bolthe hai elephant... woh roar ko ghreenkaram bolte hai log
---------------------- Interval -------------------------
I went to this movie "3 idiots" today; long after all the other idiots have seen it. Going to this movie was more for claiming a social "success" of having seen this movie rather than my desire to run and see an "excellent" movie
As soon as i went into the hall, i had a "havell's shock laga" experience. The screen and room were so small.... i was like "arey bhai, mein tho clinic all clear ad dekh ke, bade screen mein sab kuch dikhta hai soch ke aaya... ye kya hogaya.. isme kyaa dikhegaa.. chal phir bhi, dekhlethe kya hai ye movie mein"... The mininess continued as the "big cinemas janaganamana" was sung as if some body is shooting at you and you need to retaliate only after the song... it's still good coz i don't have to stand for long (sorry my dear patriots, i don't sing janaganamana at all times of the day)... At this point of time, i was wishing the mininess to continue and hoping for some hot chick in minis to sit next to me. Phew! The macroness started post that and sorry... don't ask me to narrate the macroness!! :(
It might sound stupid, but through out the movie i was trying to answer one question... what if balayya accepted to star in this instead of letting Amir khan take the fame...
Scene #1:
Arey bhai, college kaa pehla din tu gaya, senior ne bola pant uthhar nahi tho pissing kardoongaa, tho thu andar jaake circuit banathaa hai kya, circuit... dimag ka circuit short circuit ho gaya kya... aur woh senior kaunsa c!@#@$% hai... tereko nahi lagne wale jaga pe shock laga, tho thu sab bandh kar ke chup baithe gaa kyaa... arey bhai, hum bhi engineering kiya hai, hum bhi ragging mein baitha hai but aisa senior - junior jodi ko jindagi mein kabhi dekha ni... agar wohi chancholdas racholdas (jo bhi hai) ka jaga pe hamara veeravamsa seemadhipathi kodavalla reddy (balayya, called vsk henceforth) ho tha tho naa, kya karegaa maaloom, unka bag se ek bahuthi loooong saa swoord nikalke bolega "arey ooo, thu mere hostel aaya, mere wing pe aaya, mere floor pe aaya, mere room door pe sussu karne kaa sochaa, mere haath mein kya hai dekh, isse abhi tak sirf sar hi kaata (Ok, i stop there, let your imagination do the rest)
Scene #2:
Madhavan aayega hero ke paas aur bolega "arey yaar, mereko wild life photographer ban nekaa, but saala idhar wild life hai yi ni... kyaa karoon bey"... Amir khan kya bola movie mein "beta jaa, thu hungary gaa, brazil ka rainforest jaa, waha ghoomo, macchar se katao, mein tho mere kareena se shaadhi karke mazey karthaa hoon"... woh bhi koi dosthi hothi hai... wohi rancho ke jaga pey hamara vsk hotha tho kya kareegaa maloom... chal camera le.. mere saath aa, abhi waha pe woh porugoorupadu kamadhipathi reddy ko dekha kya, mein abhi isko hunt karoonga... thoo wahi time pe photo click kar naa... tiger, tiger maloom yenaa, uska photo aajathaa hai;
Aur uske bad mein woh gandha pani hai naa, waha pein roll roll karke unko marta hu.. tab aayegaa crocodile... crocodile maane water tiger soch le;
uske baad poora hunt hone ke baad mein aake ek "winning roar" dethaa huu.. wo kyaa hoga guess kar... guess kar naa
madhavan: hmmm... gadhe?
vsk: arey gadhe nahi... isko bolthe hai elephant... woh roar ko ghreenkaram bolte hai log
---------------------- Interval -------------------------
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Memoirs of memories....
It's good to have memories
memories of places
of gadgets and objects
for that matter, even that of cats and dogs
you can cherish them
dump them
recall n redump them
all at your own free will
But, none of these memories exist in isolation
They need a human touch to breathe life into them
you need people to spend great times at great places
please to laugh n cry; drink n dine...
it's the people that add meaning to the memory
And they add complexity too!
you can't dump them at will
They're subject to sensitivities n mood swings
you can't recall n redump them as u wish
Emotions could get hurt, hearts would get heavy
The pain's deep inside and more often invisible;
Distressed by this plilght
Good ol' memories would try in vain
to soothe the pain, bu to no avail
As time takes over
other people, other memories n other pains
follow suit
thus forming a vicious cycle in life's pursuit
memories of places
of gadgets and objects
for that matter, even that of cats and dogs
you can cherish them
dump them
recall n redump them
all at your own free will
But, none of these memories exist in isolation
They need a human touch to breathe life into them
you need people to spend great times at great places
please to laugh n cry; drink n dine...
it's the people that add meaning to the memory
And they add complexity too!
you can't dump them at will
They're subject to sensitivities n mood swings
you can't recall n redump them as u wish
Emotions could get hurt, hearts would get heavy
The pain's deep inside and more often invisible;
Distressed by this plilght
Good ol' memories would try in vain
to soothe the pain, bu to no avail
As time takes over
other people, other memories n other pains
follow suit
thus forming a vicious cycle in life's pursuit
Saturday, February 13, 2010
What happens when you crack a PJ on V-day
The PJ starts playing videos
Why? - because It becomes a VJ ;)
One more, One more...
What do you call the day when two valentines meet?
It's called a W-day
Why? - W is two V's side by side and deeply in love;
So V day is for lone valentines. For all the couples out there, start celebrating W-day;
Why? - because It becomes a VJ ;)
One more, One more...
What do you call the day when two valentines meet?
It's called a W-day
Why? - W is two V's side by side and deeply in love;
So V day is for lone valentines. For all the couples out there, start celebrating W-day;
Friday, February 12, 2010
V-day quotes
Random musings of a lone ("by choice") valentine....
"A rich pocket is one that's single and spends in singulars"
When St. valentine conducted marriages some hundred years back, he's revered and his b'day is celebrated. Today, when our "so called" saints do marriages on the same day to honor him, we say they are "bad and mad". how strange :S
"longest day of the year - June 21
shortest day of the year - December 20
costliest day of the year - feb 14"
"Do i need to be reminded of my "being a free soul" achievement once every year?"
"If i say dec.23rd has to be celebrated as V-day instead of feb.14th, would you support me?" (Question to those who are familiar with the terms IMT and puli maayya :P)
"A rich pocket is one that's single and spends in singulars"
When St. valentine conducted marriages some hundred years back, he's revered and his b'day is celebrated. Today, when our "so called" saints do marriages on the same day to honor him, we say they are "bad and mad". how strange :S
"longest day of the year - June 21
shortest day of the year - December 20
costliest day of the year - feb 14"
"Do i need to be reminded of my "being a free soul" achievement once every year?"
"If i say dec.23rd has to be celebrated as V-day instead of feb.14th, would you support me?" (Question to those who are familiar with the terms IMT and puli maayya :P)
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