I Wrote A Good Omelet
I wrote a good omelet…and ate a hot poem…
after loving you
Buttoned my car…and drove my coat home…in the
rain…
after loving you
I wrote a good omelet…and ate a hot poem…
after loving you
Buttoned my car…and drove my coat home…in the
rain…
after loving you
Neha : Hey look the Moon’s so beautiful tonight.
Himanshu : Yeah? Hey you wanna know about my favourtie car’s engine?
Neha : Not really.
Himanshu : No you got to hear this…
Neha : I dont understand shit about cars.
Himanshu : Anyways, I was saying, it’s a 5 stroke, More
Am I in love with him? I wouldn’t know.
Does he know? Yeah! I told him that day, didn’t I. But still he hasn’t called me yet. Is he already married. Might be, his clothes are always well-pressed and clean, nothing is improper. But then, that’s why I like him.
Oh my God! he is married too, might even have kids. No, he is too More
*This one is for Bauji - My Grandfather, whom I love the most. Bauji, whose striking reflection I have always wanted to be.*
You wake up in the middle of the night and smile. He is talking in his sleep again… He is scolding her again for forgetting to put salt in his food. You giggle. Its been an year since she went away. And he still cant let go. When at nights, she descends from the heavens to meet him, He just cant help arguing with her.
He starts again and then pauses in mid sentence. As if remembering something… His face contorts and you fill with sadness. He turns on his side now, facing More
Its no use. He had once told me. I was puzzled then. I was in awe. Of him. It does not matter. I remember his words today and feel ashamed. I live in the present and yet run to the past at every opportunity. He remains, in a corner of my heart. A crooked line along all those concentric circles. I lean on him when I’m too tired. I fiddle with his golf ball. It has faint ink marks on it. A name. Scribbled. With love.
Do we have to do this?
Yes.
Why?
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(To JS/07/M/378/ This Marble Monument Is Erected by the State)
He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be
One against whom there was no official complaint,
And all the reports on his conduct agree
That, in the modern sense of an old-fashioned word, he was a saint, More
The event must have taken place during the year when I was looking for a job without the slightest intention of taking one. It reminded me that, desperate as I thought myself to be, I had not even bothered to look through the columns of the want ads.
-Henry Miller (The Colossus of Maroussi)
Tags: Quotations, Henry Miller, The Colossus of Maroussi, Games People Play
Hey Neha
Nice to see you. Come down here. I’ve got a surprise for you. Watch your step. There’s always a snake or two resting among these dried coconuts. But take off your shoes first. You can leave them here. There’s nobody around for miles. I ask you to walk barefoot through the sand because I do not want you to disturb my memories. You see all these footprints? My friends like to come in here often. They say that they love More
Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.
There is just this one road that leads you to the end. And every time you are tired, you sit at the pavement, watching the silvery lure at the fork of the road. Every time you see it, stretching your legs, it seems even more enticing.
And every time you feel enticed, you give yourself More
I looked around for his birds,and not seeing them,asked him where they were. He replied, without turning round, that they had all flown away. There were a few feathers about the room and on his pillow a drop of blood. I said nothing, but went and told the keeper to report to me if there were anything odd about him during the day.
I don’t deserve this award, but I have arthritis and I don’t deserve that either.
-Jack Benny
Tags: Quotations, Jack Benny
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born.
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So we turned the lights off. And began to not look for it. We thought we didn’t see something for a second. More