and life that stretchaes beyond
both seem inviting.
the room is stifling
the furnitures and me,
yet the door is shut.
music streams downwards
hits my intolerant ears
and spills away free
I was reading THE HINDU this morning, like every other morning.
No it is not a Hindu fundamentalist manifesto.
It is a news paper.
The only one I can read.
I would like to says, that’s cos THE HINDU is not biased,
But then may be I am.
Things I read today (some of the things)
It was 40’C yesterday and perhaps 41’C today………pant pant!!
Dan brown won case. Yippee!! Long live ccp….kiddin…I swear ccp is a bad thing.
Suicide bombers blow up in a mosque in Baghdad. I think Baghdad….is it? Should I go check? Naah.
Libby points finger at bush about the leak of classified info about Iraq having wmd. Why why why bother? Bush will soon turn America into a mini Iraq.
Sex ratio in city (hyd) 1014females to 1000 males…..or was it 1141 females to 1000 males, whichever way…good news.
Ziya us salam says ‘banares’ has been made for the NRI (or foreigners who think of India as this exotic religious spiritual place) audience.
Salman khan’s saawan is good timepass but forgettable (ZUS being a salman kahn fan)
A pretty pic of arundhati roy dancing with other protesters at jantar mantar, medha pathkar saying that she is used to heat and it wont bother her. International writers and activists urge Indian govt to take medha seriously.
The pro Narmada protestors also taking to Delhi streets.
Some nice pic of Dhoni (for a change).
Recipe for motorshuti kochori (peas kachori), but the pic was of khhaasta kochuri.
Carrie: A fuck buddy is a guy you probably dated once or twice and it didn't really go anywhere, but the sex is so great you sort of... keep him on call.Samantha: Ooo, he's like dial-a-dick!
Samantha: So help me—she fucks on my couch, she buys it.Carrie: Isn't that how you got the couch from me?
Miranda: I'm sorry, Steve, I'm an asshole.Steve: Yeah you are. But you're my asshole.Miranda: That's sweet. And gross, at the same time.
Samantha: Last night I could not stop thinking about a Big Mac. I finally had to get dressed, go out and pick up a guy.Miranda: Talk about a Happy Meal!
Charlotte: Is it safe to buy pot from strangers? Carrie: They're not strangers. They're our new friends with pot.
Carrie: I admit it's tempting to wish for the perfect boss - the perfect parent - or the perfect outfit. But maybe the best any of us can do is not quit, play the hand we've been dealt, and accessorize what we've got.