heart
the heart is a weird place
with false corners and
dead ends
but it does have a window here and there
bringing in rays of light
but is there a door
is it open?
am i in or out
the heart is a weird place
with false corners and
dead ends
but it does have a window here and there
bringing in rays of light
but is there a door
is it open?
am i in or out
The last month has been a whirlwind of activities/emotions. Today we went to old delhi, the area near Jama Masjid. Awesome fun. Walked around the lanes selling everything from sequins with little bits of clothes in between….
so i have moved here from here . May my old blog rest in peace.
This is the fourth post of that chat. You may want to read the first, second and third posts, if you already haven’t. “I come here 3-4 times a week. Here i can eat a lot of…
I am high. 2 pegs of whiskey, a beer and some grass. And i am happy ….the new breed has some enthu.. lots of junta at least try …thats the spirit man..one freshie band actually performed “Hallowed…
A haiku dedicated to my new ride. silent grabberaching right legkickstart trouble. I hope future ones are a tad bit happier.
I got this pic in a mail forward. Along with a request to forward this to every indian, it had accompanying text, with words like shameful, insult, etc..etc. The poor Mr.Laloo, the universal(at least in india) punching…
wow! yaar kaa that’s great!
humm..badiya hai ..