present ma'am

there’s something about sherry. so she tagged moi.

look @ her go:
The rules of the game are:
1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again

but then, rules are meant to be broken? :D oh yes they are. who wants to live in a predictable world? wer there are road signs everywer? not moi. :D

ok, first things first. aint nothing like the perfect lover. atleast not how i think abt it. if theres perfection, theres boredom. and a lack of anything to look forward to. which kinda kills it, dontyu think? dyu really think we can sustain happiness, or for that matter any one feeling, for ever? theres always that new thought, that new demand :)…its just the way we are wired. so forget perfect lover. thaz like saying peacekeeper missile. or clearly confused. or even seriously funny. just another oxymoron.

how canyu ever resist a sweet n sexy one huh? u can? wow, how come i cant? interesting…newez here goes, sherry…8 things i’d look in her…(y 8 btw? i cud go on n on foreva)…craziness…she shud b as crazy as me…or even more…shud b fun to play catch up ;) define crazy? something…anything…wild n naughty n crazy…something out of the blue…just to sweep me away…one kiss on the road while we r driving wud do…hehe :)…laziness…just coz i’d be there on the couch all curled up n ready to cuddle n i’d need company… those eyes, that smile…eyes that u just get lost in..eyes that speak a thousand words, hum a thousand tunes…eyes that read me like a book…and that smile…that smile which makes me forget the rest of the world n all its worries…warmth n luv…i’d b lookin forward to that hug all day…i think my gal shud always be xpecting a hug…hehe :)…n luv me like crazy…just like i’d luv her...with all my heart…multiple-roles :)…she shud be my frnd my lover my baby my mom my advisor my critic my parole officer my sister my bitch my master my philosopher all in one…not too much to ask huh? :D that conversation… don’t forget that loooooong stimulating conversation….on something… anything…to keep us connected…always…dontyu think it’s rousing? that walk on the beach…hand in hand…listening to the waves…her long hair swaying in the breeze…can it get any better? and oh yes the way she smells…is there a better turn on?

maan! sometimes i do get carried away don’t i?

now for the tag. go to 8 ppl, comment on their blogs n stuff? oh man! i’m way too lazy for all that :D… so ppl, ifyu think it’s a nice idea, get on to it (woohoo, n i’m saved from tagging)… i’da luvved to hear ammani’s list tho :)

some random junk which interested moi today!

sheer conspiracy!

DORMITORY When you rearrange the letters: DIRTY ROOM
PRESBYTERIAN When you rearrange the letters: BEST IN PRAYER
ASTRONOMER When you rearrange the letters: MOON STARER
DESPERATION When you rearrange the letters: A ROPE ENDS IT
THE EYES When you rearrange the letters: THEY SEE
GEORGE BUSH When you rearrange the letters: HE BUGS GORE
THE MORSE CODE When you rearrange the letters: HERE COME DOTS
SLOT MACHINES When you rearrange the letters: CASH LOST IN ME
ANIMOSITY When you rearrange the letters: IS NO AMITY
ELECTION RESULTS When you rearrange the letters: LIES - LET'S RECOUNT
MOTHER-IN-LAW When you rearrange the letters: WOMAN HITLER
SNOOZE ALARMSWhen you rearrange the letters: ALAS! NO MORE Z'S
A DECIMAL POINT When you rearrange the letters: IM A DOT IN PLACE
THE EARTHQUAKES When you rearrange the letters: THAT QUEER SHAKE
ELEVEN PLUS TWO When you rearrange the letters: TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:
PRESIDENT CLINTON OF THE USA : When you rearrange the letters: TO COPULATE HE FINDS INTERNS

whine baby whine :)

its a curse. on many of us. we do not kno wen it is wen it is enuff. of anything. love. hope. despair. complaining.

ok one part of me has already started protesting. one part of me is up in arms. already. for including love in that lil list.
how can you ever have enuff of love huh? you of all people? you can have enuff of love? and what will you do after you have had enuff of love? get bored? switch off? do wat huh? move on to wat? become a sage? you think they are just sources? do you really believe sages do not need love? at no level? i say bullshit. bah!

ok ok chill. i understand i surrender i agree. i kno i cant have enuff. truce. but then dude, i also need to figure this out, get a hold on myself? cant afford to get carried away? aint it wenyu don’t kno wen it is that its enuff that u tend to get carried away? keep wanting for more? and more? if u don’t have a freaking clue wen it is that its enuff, wen dyu stop? wen the longing is constant, wen u always feel it, wenyu always feel u r incomplete, wen u r always waiting, doesn’t it leave the doors wide open for hope n then ofcoz despair to slip in?

and then u start complaining? that u don’t have enuff? mighty interesting i shud say my dear. ever thot abt it?

what are we complaining about again? oh yeah, we don’t really have anything to complain about. no dig? relax. ever observed a pattern? do we ever stop? we just find the next thing to complain about don’t we? ofcoz there are a hundred perspectives or more…and hey thaz been our best excuse too hasn’t it? ok so oh mighty one wat is a solution? rid us of our woes? haha, no fast escape route dude…here comes the funny part – there aint no solution :-P

just the way we are wired. live with it.

there, i just said it! throw ur stones. aim right for my temple. whatever gives u solace. who am i? am i happy? and content? or omniscient? oh far from it. but then there are these streaks of light. which i cant be wrong about. just cant be. no.

this point in time...

sunken heart, a momentary loss of direction, a fleeting second of hopelessness, despair. void.
multitude of emotions that dwell the stupid heart n mind after a break up. shouldnt really, wen you start it. coz you give yourself time to prepare, to adjust, to be ok. but then i guess it also speaks about how much you care. not like you owe it, more like its natural. which is fine, as long as you dont set up a camp site n decide to stay for long. which doesnt make sense anyways.

trying hard to keep resolution number one now. hard and sincere.