Once in a while it feels good to lose yourself in the crowd.

. . . it is liberating.

It's not really pain if it's a throat ache from talking to your friend for too long.

:)

Dear God(s)

Please . . . even it means getting bitten by the same bugs all over again . . . please, can I have my childhood back? :)

Pretty please?

:)

Pardon The Vulgarity

This used to be my favourite song.

Its a song I listened to endlessly as a kid. . . Tried to copy those electric shock like dance moves to perfection. . . And sang along too. Of course without understanding the lyrics.

And I'm so glad I didn't. ;)

This isn't the gutar-gutar, mirchi-lagi variety. Nor the Sutta, Mini-skirt (ugh!) type.

It is a class apart.
An absolutely new level of insanity, vulgarity, and nonsense - weaved into deep, beautiful words.
And one of the few childhood faves that continues to remain on the favourites list even now, as an *ahem* adult.

Ladies and gentlemen!! Presenting..!!! THE song...






Muqabala SubhanAllah Laila oho laila

apna kafila
jab pyaar se chala
logon ka dil jala
yaaron ka dil mila
mohobbat ka yehi silsila (oley o!)

Muqala Muqabala laila oho laia
Muqabala SubhanAllah Laila oho laila

Jurassic Park mein sundar se jodey
jazz music gaye milke
Picasso ki painting mera peecha pakad ke
texas mein nach mil ke

cowboy dekhe mujhe
playboy chayre mujhe
sex mere tan mein ho
mix mere mann mein ho

pop music jaisi laila
strawberry jaise ankhen
love story ban jaane de
kick thodi chadh jaane de
hoton pey sab ke dil ka tarana hai

Muqala Muqabala laila oho laia
Muqabala SubhanAllah Laila oho laila


bandooken taan kar goli chalane se
pyaar kabhi marta hai kya
machli pakadne ka jaal bechhane se
amber ke tare phaste kya

bhukamp aaye to kyaa
bhumi fatt jayee to kya aasmaan jhukta nahin
pyaar kabhi rukta nahi
o mere pyaari maina pyaar ke do baatein karle
tera mera hoga sangam
jhoom jhoom nache gaye
khushiya humari saagar se leheraye

Muqala Muqabala laila oh ho laia
Muqabala SubhanAllah Laila oh ho laila

Quote

Learn to live on . . .

Or.

Learn! . . . and Live !!


"Part of us is always the observer, and no matter what, it observes. It watches us. It does not care if we are happy or unhappy, if we are sick or well, if we live or die. It’s only job is to sit there on our shoulder and pass judgment on whether we are worthwhile human beings."
- Richard Bach ( The Bridge Across Forever )

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Just something i was thinking about.

My Pulsar and Ferrari

( Some people might find this gross. You have been warned )

I have a nature/animal loving family. There's always been at least one dog in the family since my father was little... and even before that.





Incidentally, most of them have either been called Bobby, Blaxie, Major ... or ..(very surprisingly) Kitty!!

Though dogs certainly have been the most popular pets, there have been pet cats [even wild ones ;)], birds, fish and loads of other animals too.







I've even seen my dad stroke and pet a frog!! And it didn't seem to mind in the least. :)

Also, since we've spent a lot of time in our village where there are all kinds of creatures, we're pretty used to being bitten by insects and not minding them. So it's weird (and amusing) when my friends go eeeek!, aarrghh!!, bhaagooo!! on spotting even the tiniest of insects.

This monsoon, some tiny snails managed to sneak into the house. This got me all excited ... and .. a lightning bolt of an idea struck me -- maybe they could be my pets? :D

So i got small box which had earlier contained chocolates, washed it clean, put pieces of some green veggies, put a small piece of chalk inside (in case they need calcium) and their home was ready! And then i put 2 snails in the box - the biggest and the smallest one.

...and they got names too!

This tiny one was call Ferrari


... and this one, Pulsar. (Pardon the bad photography. They're taken in bad light :-\)

Can't tell how proud i was of doing this ... my own pet snails!

Err... secretly, i also wanted to see if Pulsar would eat Ferrari. It didn't. :P

In fact they didn't do much. Eat-Sleep-Poop-Repeat was all they did.

Even so, except when i had to clean their box - which was every alternate day - i enjoyed their company :) ... and with all those nutritious green veggies, and my love and care, they grew too!

But damnit! All good/bad/creepy/slimy/gross things come to an end. No, they didn't die, silly! Winter was approaching...and i couldn't keep them without proper 'infrastructure' to keep them warm. I had to let them go to find a nice place to hibernate. Must say, even after 3 months of *ahem* love and care, the farewell wasn't quite teary-eyed enough. Hmm ... I wonder why...


We adopted a street pup recently and haven't named him yet. Can you suggest some good names? Oh, wait! Maybe we should name him Bobby? ... or Blaxie.. or Major??


PS: ... or FURarri ?? lol. :P

This explains it !

You can't possibly keep your word after you've given it !