Monday, April 11, 2005

Looking for a guy named Charlie!

Dada told me about the uproar on the movie 'Tango Charlie' yesterday. Let me disclaim at the onset that I have not seen the movie yet. But since I would rather go on a date with Aishwarya Rai than see that movie, there is little possibility that an infinitesimal increment in the Bollywood coffers would be driven from my pocket. Although it has been my tendency to justify anything on the grounds of human folly, somehow this incident has irked me. Probably because I've had Bodo friends, and they come across as good civilised people, with certain quirkiness inherent in every community, but none have ever exhibited any nefarious design on my ears. And Bodo girls, like all other good girls, like attention, manipulation and gifts. But earlobes is stretching the imagination a little too far, even by Bollywood's standards.

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Friday, April 08, 2005

Boot Camp for Amateur Kissers

"A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point."

A comma will indicate that there is more to follow, paragraphs in fact, harbinger to tales of the delightful amorous kind. There will be a kind of connection between the author and the reader which can only be expected in lovers, which they already are or galloping towards being.

But hold on, the others are actually better. Take a kiss that is like a question mark for example. An unexpected out of the blue kiss. One which will propel you in orbiting speed out of the blues, if you happen to be in such a disposition at that moment. A sudden, refreshing and rejuvenating peck on the cheek, from the sweetest and hopefully cutest friend, while you are demoralizing all around you with your constant ranting. Demoralizing all actually, other than her.

A kiss that is like an exclamation point is the third best thing following an orgasm, and taking a dump. Further elaboration is unwarranted.

Sadly my first kiss turned out to be a full stop.

A and I were great friends, and her lips were of the succulent kind. The eye-catching succulent kind. Suffice to say that next to Angelina Jolie’s no other lips attracted me such. The build up to the kiss was the type that could only be dreamt about. This was partly due to the fact that this was my first kiss and I dreamt about it a lot. The follow-up was however an anti-climax.

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Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Some attempted Haikus

Just for the uninitiated( as i was earlier in the morning), a haiku is one of the most important form of traditional japanese poetry. Haiku is, today, a 17-syllable verse form consisting of three metrical units of 5, 7, and 5 syllables.

I am enlightened;
neglected bath does the trick
Scald mends broken heart.

The sun shines too bright
And hides the moon from men's eyes
In partial darkness

Autumn has set in.
The leaves blow away from him.
He drinks all alone.

Freshness of the morning sun.
The day's best part is often
missed in sleep.