K: She drove fast even though she heard Gravel hitting the car.
A: Gravel was mad, you see. And blind too.
K: The mother sighed as she half heartedly told him off.
A: But unfortunately, he was deaf too.
K: The leaves fell on his face but he ignored them.
A: She got out of the car, held him by his left hand, which was his only unparalysed body part
and threw him on the sidewalk but he still smiled his toothless smile as he couldn't feel
anything anyway.
K: She got back in and continued driving, immersing herself again in her thoughts.
A: Wow, this felt good, she thought. Her cold thoughts were soothing in this hot weather.
K: But she felt Gravel hitting the car. Ignorance didn't seem reliable to her.
A: Ignorance had promised her this wouldn't happen again, but it had.
K: The polar bear (The woman driving) grunted. She had to learn to ignore Gravel and adopt
Ignorance. It was the only was out of industrialisation.
[Ask K, for the precise meaning of this.]
Ty.
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Friday, October 17, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
AANCHAL (iT'S TIME)
*WICKED LAUGHTER*
K: P, I'm getting bored.
P: Yeah me too
K: Lets write a poem on A
P: Ok
Aanchal Anchal Aanchal
Hume kehti hai Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na dekhne chal
Par usme nahi jhai itna bal
Uski Dadi use khilati hai phal
Nahati hai us saaboon se jiska naam hai 'Nirmal'
Jisse hoti hai tvacha komal komal
Par kya woh hoti hai safal?
Ha, Par keval (sorry, Anki, we used your word) nalke se nikalne mein jal
Then one day, a dog came by
And Aanchal sighed her patented 'sigh'
The dog looked at her, as if asking why
But then Aanchal ran without saying 'bye'
Aur dog bola, Haay! Haay! Haay!
Whatever she says is a complete lie
Like when she claims 'I'm so shy'
She met a cow, who in Hindi is called gaay
Uske terrace par baithkar, karta hai ek kauva 'kaay, kaay'
Aanchal usko aakar kehti hai, "I hate you, FYI"
Aur woh kehta haiu, "Aanchal, you're my(ne), my(ne)"
Par Aanchal kehti hai, "YOu're a pig, go to your sty"
CCD mein jaakar hum khaate hai Clay Pie
Jab humne vaaha se piya paani, we thought we would die
And that was when Aanchal began to cry
We said try to stop, try, try
But as we said earlier, she didn't succeed
She says, "Tuesdays ko I don't have meat."
K: P, I'm getting bored.
P: Yeah me too
K: Lets write a poem on A
P: Ok
Aanchal Anchal Aanchal
Hume kehti hai Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na dekhne chal
Par usme nahi jhai itna bal
Uski Dadi use khilati hai phal
Nahati hai us saaboon se jiska naam hai 'Nirmal'
Jisse hoti hai tvacha komal komal
Par kya woh hoti hai safal?
Ha, Par keval (sorry, Anki, we used your word) nalke se nikalne mein jal
Then one day, a dog came by
And Aanchal sighed her patented 'sigh'
The dog looked at her, as if asking why
But then Aanchal ran without saying 'bye'
Aur dog bola, Haay! Haay! Haay!
Whatever she says is a complete lie
Like when she claims 'I'm so shy'
She met a cow, who in Hindi is called gaay
Uske terrace par baithkar, karta hai ek kauva 'kaay, kaay'
Aanchal usko aakar kehti hai, "I hate you, FYI"
Aur woh kehta haiu, "Aanchal, you're my(ne), my(ne)"
Par Aanchal kehti hai, "YOu're a pig, go to your sty"
CCD mein jaakar hum khaate hai Clay Pie
Jab humne vaaha se piya paani, we thought we would die
And that was when Aanchal began to cry
We said try to stop, try, try
But as we said earlier, she didn't succeed
She says, "Tuesdays ko I don't have meat."
Thursday, September 25, 2008
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Omg, I just did. Whoa.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
We are getting very bored (A)
There was girl who petted a toad (P)
She had a pink wardrobe (A)
Along with a long earlobe (P)
She had a special earing shaped like a globe (A)
Okay. Sigh. That's it. Prerna is too sleepy to continue. Gimme few minutes to come up with a good creation, right here, right now.
Hmm. Oops, I meant, Bzzzzz...bzzz..
Did I just wake up?
Or is this still a dream?
While he just replied:
You're stuck in between.
Oh God, what's this?
Clear the air.
It can't be clearer you see
Because of the pollution.
Ok. I just better go away.
P.S- If you guys don't think this is an appropriate 1st post. You can just go ahead and delete it.
There was girl who petted a toad (P)
She had a pink wardrobe (A)
Along with a long earlobe (P)
She had a special earing shaped like a globe (A)
Okay. Sigh. That's it. Prerna is too sleepy to continue. Gimme few minutes to come up with a good creation, right here, right now.
Hmm. Oops, I meant, Bzzzzz...bzzz..
Did I just wake up?
Or is this still a dream?
While he just replied:
You're stuck in between.
Oh God, what's this?
Clear the air.
It can't be clearer you see
Because of the pollution.
Ok. I just better go away.
P.S- If you guys don't think this is an appropriate 1st post. You can just go ahead and delete it.
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