tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20662128176079738412024-03-13T16:02:15.562+05:30same old crapburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.comBlogger162125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-57147095772630189492009-02-13T01:00:00.000+05:302009-02-13T10:48:43.810+05:30what was it?somehow they couldn't see coincidence in priya's sudden grown affinity with the wash room and the new guy who joined the marketing department two days back. keeping herself made up was what she was not really known for in the company.<br /><br />but there was someone who knew what was happening. the pharmacist. priya had diarrhea.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-76845068475560516012009-02-10T23:00:00.000+05:302009-02-10T23:00:01.336+05:30the clean slatemy c has very recently been formatted and i have lost my favorites in the process. but it is kind of good.<br /><br /><br /><br />the statement above says a lot about my current status.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-7116185057917610022009-02-09T12:00:00.002+05:302009-02-09T12:16:53.947+05:30another story of finding lovecaution: profanity galore<br /><br />~~~<br /><br />a to his friend b<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">chu***a bandiya tu patata nahi hain</span><br />intelligent <span style="font-style: italic;">bandiya teri g**nd maar leti hain</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tu bas m*th maar</span>burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-63021224965223977072009-02-04T09:00:00.000+05:302009-02-04T13:09:47.792+05:30the cult followingjimmy asked shanti if she was a feminist.<br /><br />shanti really did not understand the meaning and tried to judge his intent instead. jimmy sensed the hitch but could not catch it when she said no.<br /><br />he hired her to be his housemaid.<br /><br />:Dburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-45612550983500942162009-01-31T18:00:00.000+05:302009-01-31T18:00:00.901+05:30travel 2009 - 1, oman, muscatinternetting at excruciatingly crawling speed for 130 INR / hour from muscat, back from first meeting then lunch. this time i am liking it a little better in here.<br /><br />much important meeting listed on monday. i hope i will take [professional] positives out of here.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-90883646589514136452009-01-27T09:00:00.000+05:302009-01-27T10:13:39.195+05:30she was the truthhe never said anything that was true to her. never when he held her hands, never when he held her in hands, never when he kissed her lips, never when the images on the movie screen flicked, never when he untangled her hair, never when she meddled with his hair, never when she was cooking for him, never when they were eating the single ice cream; not even whenever she cried, he would never forget she looking angelic bleary eyed<br /><br />today he said it for the first time, the absolute truth - byeburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-45743322360954551172009-01-25T09:00:00.001+05:302009-01-26T17:32:13.005+05:30males, courtesy femalesa report in toi today suggested that promiscuous females contribute in improving the quality of sperms in males.<br /><br />this report baffled me a little because i always thought considering the physical quality of guys in the times of <span style="font-style: italic;">maharana pratap</span>, you would wonder whether girls were promiscuouser then or now?burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-48794377727297060512009-01-21T10:00:00.000+05:302009-01-21T10:27:51.444+05:30a dream of minea dream today made me conclude<br /><br />you should get married to you first love. it saves you from subsequent heart burns.<br /><br /><br />:Dburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-68813544464965737482009-01-19T09:45:00.005+05:302009-01-19T10:14:57.803+05:30multiple threads entwinedthough top two are remotely interconnected but this post would have multiple threads...<br /><br />~~~<br /><br />the magic of adaptability is such that you get as comfortable in your current habitat as you were in your last pretty soon.<br /><br />the biggest flip of living with folks is that your probably can't make out on the couch as often as you would like with your girl. you probably will need to restraint her from hollering when in ecstasy and you would need to stop from making your point while in an argument with her, just because you don't want your family to be ruffled. the easy way out for us kids which is more imposed than chosen in our part of the world is to move out under the wrap of work and then we don't want to come back<br /><br />~~~<br /><br />i don't really love travel for work that comes with anxiety. and the impending travel is exactly that. still waiting for the visa. although this means that i won't be waiting for the connecting flight in dubai for 2+4 hours as i would rather take a direct flight than worry about accumulating flying miles.<br /><br />living in middle east would be a little hard for me, and lack of winters in delhi this season have reinforced that assumption a lot. i guess i should be happy that my visits to any of these counties don't ever exceed a week.<br /><br />~~~<br /><br />i have been searching for some good pictures to put up on my right side bar, of a curvy body. i have been talking about my love for the plump. for those who are are getting gross ideas, please go check <a href="http://burfe.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-for-you-samy.html" target="_blank">this</a> out. somehow i am not able to find the other posts that i have written on this topic. and if anyone can suggest me any good wallpapers to put on my sidebar, it would be great. thanks in advance.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-57675887253092130372009-01-15T08:00:00.000+05:302009-01-15T11:40:12.038+05:30dr. kumar vishwas at moksha '04he might be sexist and he might give a faint impression of being decadent at his take on a few topics but his lines are intelligent, his voice charming and his comments witty. his names is dr. kumar vishwas. and one of the best performances that i have heard of him made me his instant fan [of at least his that poem/performance].<br /><br />delivered at the fest of '04 at nsit, delhi, he enamored many by his this gig. listen to it without prejudice, please.<br /><br /><center><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLVCyNgr0wQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eLVCyNgr0wQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object></center><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">om would love it, i am sure. <span style="font-style: italic;">kyu bhai?</span><br /></span>burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-60381034018296800162009-01-12T09:30:00.002+05:302009-01-12T10:14:00.919+05:30grease that navelwinters sometimes can be excruciating too. of some other minor irritations that they bring, chapped lips is one of the foremost for those people with dry skin like mine. i have always been unhappy with the utter distaste that the cracks on the lips bring.<br /><br />but this time a very ingenious solution helped me out of this problem which has plagued and ruined pleasures of youth whenever it could :D<br /><br />the solution is to grease the navel. now, it might sound a little corny but it is purely a <span style="font-style: italic;">baba ramdev</span>ish - easy and effective [with no side-effects ;) too] one.<br /><br />for details don't forget to write to me like you always do ;) :Dburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-40964373149252792972009-01-06T00:00:00.000+05:302009-01-06T09:51:46.891+05:30a survey on pleasureaccording to a survey the following are most irritating incidents while sex:-<br /><br />1. morning alarm<br />2. head banging on the head post<br />3. unyielding knot in the string of the pajamas<br />4. not able to find condoms in the usual drawer<br />5. kid crying inconsolablyburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-54115770734526773962009-01-04T11:00:00.000+05:302009-01-05T11:37:46.772+05:30the climate here, and therethe winters are finally and thankfully here. the numbing fingers, the bone chilling breeze that shakes you up when you run into the balcony after bath to hang your towel on the cord in just your undies :D. the blinding fog that disappears but paints the whole world gray. somehow my trip to narkanda induced the weather, it seems to me.<br /><br /><br />although it should be cold where should be but it seems that some authorities are trying to do utmost to tweak the climate in some other part of the world where it is beautifully hot. i mean this is a total disaster. what are they thinking? do the girl not have right to stand shoulder to shoulder with men? even in a developed nation? what are they trying to make of the country - another saudi? a move totally against what feminism and women liberation stands for :D authorities in sydney are planning to ban girls from going topless on the beaches.<br /><br />if heaven is anywhere, then it is here on earth and you experience it in bits and pieces.<br /><br />on a chilly saturday morning, sitting on a cane ottoman and eating smoking <span style="font-style: italic;">aalo ke paranthe</span> being made by mom fresh, along with semi frozen powdery chunks of <span style="font-style: italic;">desi ghee</span>, and sipping on the strong milk coffee which you yourself prepared while glancing into the interesting account of his ascent of everest by edmund hillary in 'high adventure', you experience another bit.<br /><br />~~~<br /><br />fate sometimes has an interesting way to drive you from getting what you desire to what you deserve.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-78744617877927024032009-01-01T00:00:00.000+05:302009-01-01T00:00:00.507+05:30happy new year 2009it is generally that i travel on the new years or sleep. sleep because no one is inviting me to a party. and today i am going to sleep when i have got many invites because i am used to it.<br /><br />but hey people:-<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">wish you a very happy new year 2009 :D have fun ;)</span></span><br /></div>burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-43913762831018475542008-12-30T09:15:00.001+05:302008-12-30T10:04:15.597+05:30narkanda, on NH 22realizing a fun-trip is not half as fun or easy as when om is around.<br /><br />but after a lot of deliberation, cajoling and planning we {a total of 4 guys} embarked on the trip to narkanda. i decided on it for two major reasons: 1) its height {2700 meters} - with a simple trek to a height of 3400 meters 2) it position on a national highway {less time consuming}<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmf9tW1QrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Hvh2oXzD-Gs/s1600-h/DSC08770.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmf9tW1QrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Hvh2oXzD-Gs/s320/DSC08770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285431520192185010" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">a street called narkanda</span><br /></div><br /><br />upon reaching there a relief that came with a disappointment was that there were a plenty of rooms available as there was no snowfall {a delay}. according to what the manager + valet + house-keeper + guide at the hotel told us, we missed scenes that would be very similar to what om is experiencing at his current base in milwaukee.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmgYZ5I1PI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SxTxZjvbPRE/s1600-h/DSC08772.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmgYZ5I1PI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SxTxZjvbPRE/s320/DSC08772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285431978823832818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">snow, but a little afar</span><br /></div><br /><br />anyways, the couple of days that we were there went by with us all huddled inside our rooms inside the quilts for our dear lives. the temperature didn't seem to go over 4-5 degrees centigrade even when the sun shone as bright as it does in delhi. nights were either below freezing or around freezing. our drive plus trek took as around frozen sluggish ponds and half-frozen half-tricking streams to a peak called hatu at the altitude of 3 kilometers above delhi.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmhsT7LTgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n0lNz466xhs/s1600-h/DSC08780.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmhsT7LTgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n0lNz466xhs/s320/DSC08780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285433420330782210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">official declaration of our achievement ;)<br /><br /></span></div><br /><br />the last day saw us coming down to shimla. i wasn't really keen but more than half of the members vetoed my intent. and with the lure of hotties i too didn't fight tooth and nail :D but shimla was disappointing. the mall was full house and even the lots of very beautiful girls [who incidentally were all petite, fair with ruddy cheeks, straight hair, wearing converse canvas shoes, with ultra low skin fit jeans, and one or the other brand of sports jacket - they all looked so similar that i couldn't even recall one face that stuck to my mind] there couldn't seem to make up for what the overcrowding was doing to the place.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmhswT7ffI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7fMkpkGvQLY/s1600-h/DSC08829.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KBOd5wbsAYg/SVmhswT7ffI/AAAAAAAAAKo/7fMkpkGvQLY/s320/DSC08829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285433427950796274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">this view was available in shimla too, but i clicked this a kilometer above</span><br /><br /><br /></div>~~~<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">i clicked very less number of pictures, none at all of shimla.</span>burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-87120919560175008082008-12-23T10:00:00.001+05:302008-12-23T10:15:24.045+05:30the legsalthough i have still not stopping cribbing about it but it seems to get a little better. it is a little colder and girls are looking nicer, not that they don't do otherwise, but i am still waiting for it to plunge to around 10-15. it shouldn't go above 15 anyways. even the bloody minimum is higher than normal still.<br /><br />anyways, last evening, while the guys at vodafone were dillydallying my patience away, i felt like looking for a restroom, which i did after my unsatisfactory rendezvous with them. the closest formal loo was in the centerstage mall. so there i went. and though i wasn't surprised to see a couple of females in teeny weeny skirts, i sure felt a little colder. that mall has one of the most popular clubs in ncr - elevate. the moment i went inside the mall - i saw the biggest number of girls wearing skirts at one single place. and it didn't took me a moment to determine that they were all school kids [who probably came for a christmas party thrown by school/someone] - but all those legs on the show didn't warm me up a bit. disappointing, would you say? not at all. i would prefer a single pair of 30 year old legs to all those 20 year olds any day.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-45968818993636252982008-12-05T12:00:00.004+05:302008-12-05T13:02:22.527+05:30i miss them a lotit has been a week since terror stuck us. we are limping back to normalcy although with great effort.<br /><br />but didn't want the disgust and hate against terror die, so have created a badge and put it up so that it reminds me to do my bit against terror.<br /><br />i wanted to write something cheerful today.<br /><br />~~~<br /><br />i miss my classmates of college today. they were beautiful girls - the best bunch in the whole college. it was the course that used to attract the best looking of the lot. i guess that was the trend with whole of delhi university.<br /><br />but somehow we didn't use to treat them with as much affection ;) as they deserved. <span style="font-style: italic;">ghar ki murgi...</span> after all. i still remember those short ones i used to dance with. those snobs who used to threaten us but still laughed like crazy on our back-bench jokes. those geeks who sneered at us yet scored less than us. and i remember them all huddled around us on valentines day and urging us go talk to girls from other courses - and us just having day of our lives when guys from other courses used to come with roses to them.<br /><br />we people were like a group who were best of friends without acknowledging. we used to go for movies, leched on hot teachers showing off in their <span style="font-style: italic;">sareers</span>, got concerned when anyone was heart-broken, and still didn't share notes so as to score more than others - which anyways no one ever did.<br /><br />i miss the trip to daman and the trip to shimla and daily trips to lajpat nagar. i miss the parties, i miss their fits of anger and i miss those giggles that followed. i miss their notes, and i miss their complaints to teachers and i miss their expressions when annual results were declared :D<br /><br />i now wonder why didn't i fall in love with any of them. probably because i loved them all in a way.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-78099115537486408842008-12-04T10:00:00.001+05:302008-12-04T11:06:03.674+05:30we are still as unsafethere is no point crying hoarse about deplorable security measures even after such a tragedy striking us. you can not really check and frisk and scan each and every citizen who goes in to a mall, a departmental store, a railway station, an airport. there are millions of footfalls there. especially, when you do not have any security implementations on the macro level.<br /><br />it is like you are letting drainage seep into fresh water lake and then hopelessly trying to find ways to avoid fresh water lake adulteration.<br /><br />there is no point of increased local security if:-<br /><br />1. dawood is still living a normal life there, as is his family here<br />2. pakistani trawlers are still roaming our waters with much disdain<br />3. we are still being spat back on our faces when we ask pakistan to hand over the criminals<br />4. audacious threats are coming in the form of 16 terrorists still free, targeting delhi<br />5. eastern borders are still as porousburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-39627110169229394312008-12-02T10:00:00.003+05:302008-12-02T10:28:53.677+05:30let those buggers rot in helleveryone across the social setup maintains one thought and i am sure many people would be supporting it in their hearts - that these murderer terrorists do not belong to any religion.<br /><br />i say if that is the case then their would be no guideline on whether or how they should be cremated.<br /><br />then i think their dead bodies should be hung in a open place, very much visible to the public eye - to rot and to be eaten by vultures.<br /><br />i am very sure it would elicit responses from those quarters which need to be exposed in the first placeburfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-42801952793042777992008-12-01T12:45:00.003+05:302008-12-01T13:03:16.647+05:30stop terrorismsome outcomes are visible of the deceleration of government to seriously clamp down on terrorism. i hope that all these continue and gather steam as it roll and not loose steam. some visible steps are:-<br /><br />1. home minister's, chief minister and deputy to the chief minister's resignation [and acceptance of two of them]<br />2. prime minister's commitment to define steps and strategy within 100 days<br />3. finance minister's change of role<br /><br />although we would like to hear steps such as:-<br /><br />1. nab all the terrorist's associated with the planning of this one within 100 days<br />2. destruction of all terrorist training modules in kashmir and other parts of country before this year end<br />3. sealing of porous borders in east with immediate effect<br />4. formation of single point of contact agency to counter terrorism under central government which will interact with defense staff, intelligence bureau, raw, state police and governance before year end<br /><br />some of these points in wishlist might sound improbable but until and unless we want to crack these at war footing, it would surely fizzle out this time too<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and i don't blame english or australian or any cricketing teams from deciding against traveling to india now. if i as an indian do not feel great enough to go out shopping for diwali, i certainly can't expect their folks to be willing of letting them go.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-60136395429646699042008-11-27T09:45:00.003+05:302008-11-27T12:07:58.289+05:30another attack on mumbai [india] todayit has been around 2 months since bombs rocked delhi. and today mumbai. and there were talks of having a federal agency then? whatever happened to it?<br /><br />and the politicians are giving same dumb template replies to the questions in the media. would there anything be done about it? would there be any proactive steps? would it take half a dozen politicians to be dead before they do anything or would just brave officers and innocent citizens continue to be murdered?<br /><br />please guys, ask for votes, but stop these bloody terrorists.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-5065496633571347482008-11-24T13:00:00.001+05:302008-11-24T14:48:48.235+05:30of desirei am from a school of thought that says if you do not have six packs yourself you can't expect your girl to have a flat tummy either.<br /><br />but i have to say i would love if i have a girl who has boobs as luscious as those of scarlett johansson. somehow johansson knows how should she hold her beautiful breasts under a sheet that would make heads, of those looking at her cleavage, spin.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and now let's not get into complete package theory.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-57985981750613746432008-11-22T01:00:00.001+05:302008-11-22T01:00:00.118+05:30i am growing averse to musici have got another item added to my blog [the little widget which shuffles and plays 7 songs] and i have to dedicate it to four people:-<br /><br /><a href="http://bubblyvodka.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">bubbly</a> - i ripped the idea from her blog. more than the widget, one of the songs inspired me. thanks bubbles.<br /><br /><a href="http://onthe-rocks.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">johny</a> - there is an unpronounced cold war between me and him these days [the reasons are all his misdoings]. anyways, he suggested me to have that crappy shoutbox and now i don't want this 3rd coloumn to look hauntingly empty.<br /><br /><a href="http://stillthinkingandnoqualms.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">miss thinker</a> - i somehow feel that she is a very cheerful, chirpy girl. very much like the songs i like. hence she now resides on my blog in a way :D<br /><br /><a href="http://rightmore.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">om</a> - he is the one who has always made me hang on, to the idea of blogging.burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-30348569980473513692008-11-21T15:00:00.003+05:302008-11-21T15:04:46.762+05:30the artistic attemptno matter how many people appreciate it or how many people go crazy singing songs in its praise but i neither am able to comprehend nor appreciate poetry which can't discipline itself technically. i find no fun reading it if the meters are not correct, the syllables aren't symmetric, and the rhythm do not follow. to sum it, abstracts do not make sense to me.<br /><br />even while my under-graduate course, i was not a big fan of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">eliot</span>, not that i scored any better in case of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">keats</span>, my favorite. but i have always kind of wondered, sometimes with bitter <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">criticality</span>, what is it that one is inspired by when writing lines such as:-<br /><br /><br />my love<br />sexy white dove<br />your hair when wet<br />cling to my chest<br />like the sarong<br />do to your legs long<br /><br /><br />i absolutely hate attempts like above. not that i might not have attempted crap such as this when young.<br /><br />i always like the verse written which the clarity of language such as that by <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">kabir</span></span>, not to mention greats works such as <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ramayan</span></span>, <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">mahabharata</span></span> and paradise lost, all those follow the depth of language within the circumference of discipline.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bura</span> Jo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Dekhan</span> Main <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Chala</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Bura</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Naa</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Milya</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Koye</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Jo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Munn</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Khoja</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Apnaa</span>, To <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Mujhse</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Bura</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Naa</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Koye</span> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">~ <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">kabir</span></span><br /><br /><br />---<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">ps</span>. please don't go searching for writer of the lines above i called crap. they are mine :P<br /><br /><br /></span>burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066212817607973841.post-19088818770683280032008-11-19T08:00:00.001+05:302008-11-19T08:00:01.216+05:30damned brandsif you are a brand-conscious person like i used to be [not that i am not so now but there have been discounts in the favour of quality at some instances], then probably you would grow on to appreciate movies like kill bill volume 1 & 2, because:-<br /><br />1. it had uma thurman<br />2. it was a colour-riot<br />3. it had one of the most haunting yet impacting opening numbers<br />4. it had a good background music<br /><br />you wonder while watching the volume 1, what in the dear world would it take to bring you in to watch the volume number 2. but tarantino is a brand that has classics such as reservoir dogs and pulp fiction under its name.<br /><br />anyways, something else is the inspiration for this post.<br /><br />anil recommended me <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0450278/" target="_blank">this</a> movie earlier so i had an inkling that it might be not the pleasantest of the movies but tarantino's name at the very start ensured that i was going to go through it. probably a wrong decision.<br /><br />- the first surprise came as boobs. if the movie need couple of sets of [stunning] boobs to get people hooked then you should switch off as soon as you are done watching the girls.<br /><br />- the title of the movie reminded of the joke that went like: a boy had memorised the essay 'my best friend'. and when the question paper asks the boys to write an essay on 'my father', he incredulously pivots the essay on the content of the one he memorised, starting with i have many fathers but ramesh is my best father. there was no significance of the hostel in the movie except that they meet the bad guys [and those hotties] through hostels they stay in - quite loose.<br /><br />the latest crappy surprise is that the same director is making a sequel - apparently the prequel was successful [i plan to watch it by the way. why? it has four beautiful women instead of two in the new one ;)].burfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05143360756938534976noreply@blogger.com8