the last of my guests here, if you know Meghana, you will never forget her. If you don't know her, you are missing something.

Thanks Meghana. top

oh sweet.

if you've met schazeb, you'll realise that the mould was broken after he was made. and if you dont know him, well dream on. top

Its the snow, which makes it easier for us to hear the whispers.

It brings silence. And the snow storm just breaks that! :) top

fucking awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!

just too fucking good!

sorry for using the "F WORD" so many
times, but my english needs a lot
of mending without it. top

hi schazeb.
:) top

hey
you better be the guy who invented the samosa killer cause otherwise man, you got no right to use the tag..
i hope you aren't a steno in disguise , coz if you are your ink stained hands are about be crushed by whirrinnn samsoa killer a.k.a steno killer, a.k.a bad ass mofo's patented chainsaw top

Dear Meghana,

well i guess your patent has expired or maybe it is not valid in my country

by the way, i am the one who fell in love with your "Chronicles of the Dickhead" post. That was just out of this world.

keep writing girl top

mirchi,
hi :). Is your piece ready for my blog?

Patel,
use your blogger id. let the other guys read you. top

well samosa killer identity stealer
thanks for the compliments :)and yeah i willkeep writing top

ey fatty, you never even asked. and my ability to just know has been deteriorating lately.
read my latest.
too much love. top

Dear Kohari and Meghana,

Since Kohari thinks I am “flirting”, I will express my extremely lame way of “flirting”
By this corny piece of song,

Actually it is surprising because I haven’t even seen you and technically don’t know you at all. But I did see this really cute middle eastern girl, and just for the sake of this comment, wanted to believe she looks like you.

So here is a typical Am F C D song


If I had a hammer, I’d build a house on a tree for two
If I had a yacht, I’d take you out for a long distance cruise
If I were a poet, I’d write a verse or maybe three
If I were a painter, with fine colours I’ll set you free

But I don’t have a hammer
And I only ride a skateboard
I cannot even climb a tree
And never be able to take you sailing

And I am clearly not a poet
And nor can I paint
So I’ll never write a verse
Or even paint your face

And I also believe in Intra Terrestrial life top

you too? i always suspected stuff like that existed but you know noone ever believed me. we should form an intraterrestrial life believers community & send hate email to everyone who dosent sign up.

schazeb - sorry to take up this space on your blog by random mundane nonsense. this is the last post i promise top

schazu,
you are a guy, na. why are guys so stuppid? I mean, honestly. the height of stuppidity is breached by guys alone. especially guys of indian descent who are so fucking stuppid, they don't even know ke they are, in fact, that stuppid.
I can rant, na?
love. top

what happenned... he didn't kiss you good night after the date? top

schazeb: hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

"and then there was a stolen car" top

oye?! top

Hey meghana, i always loved reading your peoms, read one after really long-and as ever it was beautiful. top

hi fanaah.
i dont know who you are. but thanks. do let me know your name :) top