Some of the things that are so a part of me as I am of them.
Karaoke, lit fireplaces, burgers, music, movies, performing on a stage, books, candles … even better diyas, smell of crackers, the way wet grass feels under my feet.
Guitar, walking, the tinkles of a wind chime, the sound of bangles, the first rain, wet mud, romance, first flower in spring, extra large burger with extra mayonnaise extra sauce, extra everything.
Fried chicken, corn, a glass of cold water on a hot hot afternoon, riding thru’ my city on my bike, beaches, dancing all night, the way an old book smells, a genuine compliment, first salary, holding something you wanted for sooo long, house boats in Kashmir, blogs, even better bloggers.
Being me.
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You need to write something about yourself here!
Hehe Okay, as you say CM
And you should put a Meebo widget on your page!
Well?!!
Yay! This is great! I always wanted to see the houseboats in Kashmir… My aunt used to live there and brought me back a toy houseboat when I was a kid. U used to love it and dream of visiting one!
I the likes….
…’I’ even! although I guess ‘U’ might have too!
Hi,
Remember me…I needed your help over some missing pages from Catoplus Terror. I’m sorry, I couldn’t leave you a message anywhere else.
Ohh..Fried chiken and burger..is soo insensitive, man!:D
We totally need a Pamela Anderson in India …Im so into animal rights here..!!
Oh comon you cant mix poetry with non vegetarianism.
haha yes, I understand your sentiments. I cannot debate about the fried chicken but I could have meant a veg. burger now
Oh and nothing is meant to go together here, it’s just a random list…
Hi
Poetry is even more alluring, when read as prose…:)