So it would seem that Life does not trust my choices. It insists on holding my hand and leading me. I want to break free its clasp and walk my own way. It does not let me do so. So here we are, here on the street, warring, bickering, fighting like spouses in an abusive marriage. "Let go of me", I plead with Life. But Life? It has its own plans, it drags me through the dust, afraid to separate, it tells me to go take a hike, cause, Life my dear, has stopped listening to me.
Where are you taking me Life? Where?
PS: I have a new blog title! :)
December 11, 2010
Some More Snow...
Sometimes life will be such a super scheming bitch, you end up smiling. Well, good one, life. But I am not quitting just yet.
December 10, 2010
Stripper-hunt...
Psssst, did you know an Indian male stripper in Mumbai costs you a cool 25k? And a phirang one 45k?
December 09, 2010
I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas...
And, a multi-coloured bra. A yellow dress. A flatter stomach. A big bag of gold biscuits and erm, a 2-bedroom flat with a balcony in Andheri please.
Unsent Letters...
I think I fell a little in love with you when you read that story to me in the bus. No one has ever read to me. And you reading that story to me, in Hindi, it is without a doubt one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard. And the memory of it still makes me smile.
(Inspired from this. Do read.)
(Inspired from this. Do read.)
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