# As interesting as watching paint dry.# As shitty as a running nose.# As dull as Monday mornings.# As pissed as a fart in a vaccum cleaner.# As slow as molasses in January.# As snug as a bug in the

Let her dance in joyLet her hum n singDon’t stop her when she cuts her hairFrills n laces n low-cut dressesLet her have them all. Allow her to care for her glowing skinWhen she laughs, let her teeth sparklein a

I want to be loved,I want to be protected;I want someone to comfort me,Ease my tensions during the day,Share the happiness during night-Someone just to hold me tight. Wipe my tears when I’m crying,Share my pleasures when I’m laughingSomeone who

I am lost – “literally”. All these days, i didnt want to blog. Now, i wanna write something, but cant think of anything to write – Irony!!!!Anyway, the TITLE of the blog features in my “about me” section on Orkut

The honest answer for this is NO, but somehow I dont see any inspiration or desire to blog as of now. But I am sure, I will be back very soon Thank you all (Srini, art, loonie, aks, archana, naren

KUDOS to me!!! I successfully completed only the SECOND novel in my life . I mean to say, read the second novel :p One Night @ Call Centre – by Chetan BhagatI just love his style of writing. For God

My previous post & especially the comments by bhatta n archana made me feel like writing this one. People, this is an issue-driven, political post. Those who are allergic to these kinda posts can easily give a skip The question

This post might be one of the worst u can get from my side… i am in no mood to write, but still forcing myself to write one. So please excuse if u feel like kicking urself after reading this