A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.

August 29, 2008

Ulto Bhai-let

I have a new addition to the family. A baby girl who is very pretty and has saxay eyes. Who looks at everyone. I shall be running after boys in about 12 years, waving the then-rusted gun that I wave now at damn boys who mess with my sister. Its becoming more and more a tradition and I'm pretty happy with the outcome. M's nearly fourteen and still not in lou. I still hold the right to let a boy date her, and since I consider that species out of question, until she turns lesbian, she's not getting any anytime soon. She still claims to love Inu Yasha though. I really commend on her enthusiasm. Its been three years, and she has not deviated. Good for her, I say. Shows her faithfulness to that errant dog demon who seem to two time the love(s) of his life.

On the other hand, I have been chastised by the Headmistress who insist on me not sitting on the tabletop and address every senior teacher "didi" and "Apni".... I shall be going "Jeremy" on them very soon if I have my way.

August 19, 2008

Its this....

Suki and me were walking all tralala at Shitty Shentaar and we found this. Right after that, I found hot top that she told me I gotta Have.

Is there some point where you scratch your head and look back and realize that the place that you just were was the place where once upon a time you believed in a lot of things, and then that place was just snatched from right under your feet, and you go, WTF rya??

A few days ago, I wanted nothing more to do with a lot of aspects of life, and now that I am inadvertently involved in it, I have no idea how to extract myself from it... mystified reader, you have my permission to officially desert this post and run the hell away.

System check

Uh. Back to point one. Peep ree.... I lou you to bitty pieces. Can I immerse you in chocolate sauce and lick you? It will be novel and you shall squirm and go eki mairi (or you might end up competing with me to lick the chocolate, who knows?) but I sincerely need to do something THAT absurd to miss a beat nowadays... I am so totally INTHEBEAT now!!

Agh-race-Shun. BHOTEBHAR.

August 13, 2008


I'm down... and out. My workplace houses cats and kitty-type women who try and destroy others.... cats are better than kitties any day. My students tell me I mingle with them like a friend.

I'm pretty happy. I have suddenly discovered I like how people look at me sometime.

I miss you Chu. I miss you bad.

Its like being happy sometime. Its like being unhappy sometime. I shaking my cozy pheet and being happy sometime.

August 03, 2008

The Merest Hint....

Then the link between the due courses are severed and releashed. Do we care sometimes?

Perhaps not.

What colour is your tears? What?

Out there is a girl who love me. And she left without a trace. Now the city has become my tomb and the streets reek of her, and I can smell the stench of her monthly flow through the gutters, and still I miss her. She chokes me with her un-presence, and I crave her till my throat screams for fluid. I scream for fluidity but I am still the solid piece of flesh that I am.

She's gone.

Yet one more, but so much more...so much more...
What do I do? Where do I go? How must I flow? How? How?

I love you. Wherever you are. My Other. My All. ]

Mine to love, mine to hate, mine to let go and vegetate.