Warning: This is a blog that lacks intellectuality. My levels of IQ stand as lofty as that of Paris Hilton's pet pomeranian and my knowledge of current affairs is as deep as Mandira Bedi's of cricket. I mostly ramble about the trivialities of my everyday life, F.R.I.E.N.D.S, friends n family, movies, cricket; basically thoughts that would enter the mind of any Sita, Gita or Rita.

Note: I was busy drooling over the pages of Playboy during my English classes in school. So please bare with any grammatical blunders or the obvious lack of classic literary writing. (I was a little confused between the selection of 'bear' and 'bare' in the sentence above so I resorted to my favorite inky-pinky-ponky routine)

If you happen to pass by, feel free to register your presence. coz yeh duniya bahot chhoti hai aur yeh zindagi bahot lambi. Kya pata, someday somewhere, you and I might end up discussing about it over a cup of garam garam masala tea.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

First act, then crib


I hope the font size is legible and the message clear.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

अतिथि डाक

Here is a guest post in the form of a poem by our super talented Tinni. Iss blog ki shobha ab aur bhi badh gayi. Thenkoo so much babes ;)

wings of poesy
soar into the sky
colours of the rainbow
enlighten even the night

blessed indeed are poets;
artists, lovers and friends

they may die, shrivel and wither
n still live through the gems they penned

oh how i wish to immortalize this life and times in rhyme
the verse is weak; the poet unknown
and yet i hope to raise the rhythm divine.

~ Tinni

After reading her poem, I got inspired and penned down one myself. Ekdum spontaneous on-the-spot types. So you guys have to now pick a winner out of the 2 poems. Here goes mine:

Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

So go ahead and pick a winner. You can use parameters like originality, literary depth, blah blah, bleh bleh ;) And remember while choosing the poem, mine is the latter one. The 2nd poem. Nichu waala. The one 3 lines above ;)