Want, Don't

I'm not afraid you'll tie me down.
I'm afraid I'll tie myself up.

The two things I hate most in the world

Being sick
And thong underwear
[and that second revelation was entirely unecessary]

Joe and Ninan [my sister and brother in law]

I think God gave them Brandi to test their parenting skills.
Needless to say,
They failed miserably.
:-))




[side note:They locked Brandi baby [their year and a half year old Labrador puppy] up with the downstairs neighbour's dog Spike. Yup, she's having Spikelets as Joe likes to call them :)]

'Don't fight with Sikhs', she said.
'They carry knives'.


:)

I don't know what bothers me more.
That I might be jealous
Or that I might not be.

Spare

People, feelings
change

Me :-)

And it's alright.

Gomateshwar

She [the six year old] pointed to his, er.. willy [That's what Mary calls it ]
She looked at me. I looked at her.
Ha ha
ha aha ha.

'Stop it!' her mother glared at us.
:)

Kitten of Kittermenteringer

Photographer:Kamal Singh

Takes one to know one

You're a nice person.
:-)

Love

From:http://xkcd.com/

Do you know what happens to people who go to hell? They fry.

I asked you if, when I went to hell, you would hang out with me.
You said yes.
So I told you to pack your fireproof vest
and we set off.
See you there.
:)

Don't you know how when you like a boy
You see pictures of hot guys
And your head insists that they are
But somehow, they just don't quite cut it.
And then you see this ass ugly picture of the boy you like and you go
'*Sigh*, isn't he dreamy?'
He he, yeah, dreamy.
:P

My baby

In one of those rare moments when the world stopped whizzing by, when the breeze stopped blowing and all the papers fell to the ground and stayed there, in that moment there was time to breathe and time to wonder, about life. Where the hell had it gone?
There were days when the only thing to do was to walk down a somewhat crowded sidewalk and breathe in the scent of champak trees, swaying gently under cloudy skies. To smile at the thought of that diluted battery acid they liked to refer to as coffee, slowly sipped at that same old run down coffee house. To stop and look at windows with books in them and think, 'someday i'll have enough to buy as many of them as I like.'
Those days, seem so far away now. Bitter sweet memories of lighter times, when the world was younger, the air was cleaner and dreams were easy to hold on to.


From: www.notesinmypocket.blogspot.com

There's a Persian saying that goes, when an apple is thrown into the air, it turns many times before it comes down again.



[For Ganapathi]