rigga digga doo, a lil haiku for u
hours twelve pass sleeping,
train rides vivid undulating,
creaking bed giggles.
hours twelve pass sleeping,
train rides vivid undulating,
creaking bed giggles.
What if your senses jumbled up. If you could smell your touch. If you could see a smell. That would make the number of senses to go up, by permutations and combinations. Would that make a richer…
Below is my first attempt at writing a short story. Please to be giving your frank and honest feedback. The frankest one will win an Ipod, :)) “” Round and round they went with the beats. The…
With all the inspiration doled out by our media, i just had to do it. See the tshirt i have designed. Well the members of this site are mostly americans, dont know if this phenomenon is as…
This is part of chasing frames. ************************************************ Hi, I am Michael Souza, a linguist researching on languages which do not use recursion. It has long been held by Chomsky and his followers that the human child has…
Since around 20 days, my home looks like a terrorist bomb site. My whole terrace has been laid with marble. Which when was about to get finished my landlord thought of doing more beautifications. Anyway, I have…
Sophie Scholl – the last daysIm July Max mueller bhavan is a cool place to hang around. Open bar, open air movies and barbecque. What else does one want on a saturday. 🙂