Hmm, along those crossroads once again..
where i don't want to do anything..
gain or no gain...
Just want to muse..
and openly abuse..
to let go,
of whatever there is,
i even dont wanna know
well i don't even want to write..
and i guess this is enuff for tonight..
off to greener pastures or to some hinterland..
where things don't make sense anymore...
Friday, May 25, 2007
Ahem, hey, hoi: ani meets someone special..
Once upon a time in a not so distant land..
there was a fairy, who well, had 2 hands..
everything about her was just right
the way she moved..
the way she dressed..
and the way she spoke...
and thats when the problem arose..
to please her, all he had to do was gift her a red rose..
but the rose garden was in the clutches of the evil sarpanch..
and guarded by a guard, 6' 5'', his nose too high to punch..
he had all but given up..
when he remembered the words of his wise father:
to give up is to insult the god within you..
and that you promise me son, you shall never ever, do..
with his mind now crystal clear..
random new schemes, started to appear...
he got few kgs of tomatoes and got them crushed...
and spread them in front of the guard, who watched non-plussed
as soon as the guard got back his senses, he hissed at him,
and all he did was make fun of him..
well, the guard fell down and got auto-punched..
and he was able to get the rose from the garden of the evil sarpanch..
with the rose in his grasp, the fairy was now his
,and he kissed her on both her hands..
and that was the tale of our hero, who lived in a not so distant land
there was a fairy, who well, had 2 hands..
everything about her was just right
the way she moved..
the way she dressed..
and the way she spoke...
and thats when the problem arose..
to please her, all he had to do was gift her a red rose..
but the rose garden was in the clutches of the evil sarpanch..
and guarded by a guard, 6' 5'', his nose too high to punch..
he had all but given up..
when he remembered the words of his wise father:
to give up is to insult the god within you..
and that you promise me son, you shall never ever, do..
with his mind now crystal clear..
random new schemes, started to appear...
he got few kgs of tomatoes and got them crushed...
and spread them in front of the guard, who watched non-plussed
as soon as the guard got back his senses, he hissed at him,
and all he did was make fun of him..
well, the guard fell down and got auto-punched..
and he was able to get the rose from the garden of the evil sarpanch..
with the rose in his grasp, the fairy was now his
,and he kissed her on both her hands..
and that was the tale of our hero, who lived in a not so distant land
To the end of gloom and back
The day was bright, the spring was out, and the flowers were in full bloom
But the pleasant weather wasn't enuff to remove from Anegan the shade of gloom
Why did it have to happen to him?
He was happily crusing along the highway, just and hour back
and now, it had actually happened
Each moment excruciatingly pained
well, the tyre of his bike had actually gone bust
with each pull to the bike, he swore
Why does lady luck have so much bad in store?
Well, i will get over it, he promised himself
and when the bust tyre was removed, he was actually over it
with the bike fixed, the world conquered, and the mission accomplished
it was the end of another tale happily finished.
But the pleasant weather wasn't enuff to remove from Anegan the shade of gloom
Why did it have to happen to him?
He was happily crusing along the highway, just and hour back
and now, it had actually happened
Each moment excruciatingly pained
well, the tyre of his bike had actually gone bust
with each pull to the bike, he swore
Why does lady luck have so much bad in store?
Well, i will get over it, he promised himself
and when the bust tyre was removed, he was actually over it
with the bike fixed, the world conquered, and the mission accomplished
it was the end of another tale happily finished.
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