Turn off that noise please....

You, yup i am talking to you.. seriously, you need to rethink your priorities completely... You, the one who doesn't even know your mythology and history properly... yeah You, the one who thinks its his right to do anything with cities environment...

Can you just think over your deeds.. if not for me atleast for the kids, old folks and lastly our pets??? please...

you know how many times i have bit my tongue and hit my head against The Boy's  helmet in last one week because of your attitude to surprise me with untimely crackers?? what's the fucking need to burst crackers at untimely hours... and you, you stupid git with an battery widget instead of your usual organ, what really gave you the idea that i'll fall in love with you, if you light up an atom bomb when i cross you??? like hell, i ll... had not i been scared to core by that sudden blast, i would have blasted your head instead of that cracker...

You know about the number of calls my colleague gets.. you ask why.. ok hear this out, the daughter of his, a mere 3 year old kid, is scared to the marrow and is shivering for past two days because of all the noise you create... she is just a toddler, dumbwit.. can't you please spare her???



and do u know, i haven't passed a stray dog or cat or cow in that case for the past week while walking.. ever wondered why?? you doofus, the racket you create scares them.... it makes them hide and cower in fear....

Can you please put mute on the noise atleast this year... haven't the so many rules about decibel levels, time limits and stuff told you something yet??

oh heavens Sake.. Diwali is a "festival of Lights" not a festival of noise and air pollution, i say... please guys, burn lights and diyas not Crackers or a hole in your pocket...

go ahead.. i say go ahead, if u wish to see your head blasted into a thousand fragments....

Wanted a groom for Slim, Smart, Sexy Bride...

Ok cut that sexy part... the Bride is ultra cute and a Doctor.. a poetess, a photographer and a published writer... the girl is none other than our darling Soph at Che sara sare... now the requirement in the Girl's words..


Wanted groom:
for a beautiful, smart, sweet, cute, intelligent, girl

Expectations:
  • the guy should give her a diamond ring on marriage and diamond band on engagement
  • the guy is expected to take her to all the countries in the world
  • the guys is expected to supply enough pocket money every day to the girl
  • the guys is expected to take her to pubs and discs every weekend
  • the guy shouldn't get jealous when the gals hangs outs with her friends
  • the guy is expected to allow her to wear even skimpy clothes
  • the guys should love her unconditionally
  • the guy should treat her parents like his own and give them money every month

"evavanavathu elichavayan erukana?"

A - Z, i am a Professional

I am an Actress, yet still to get a chance...
I am a Baby sitter, with zero-tolerance for babies...
I am a Chef, but rarely enter the Kitchen...
I am a Dentist with scurvy...
I am an Environmentalist who enjoys the earthly comforts of my air-conditioner and fridge...
I am a Fashion Designer, who loves my doggy paw printed pyjamas and warmers...
I am a Green Grocer who thinks potatoes grow on trees...
I am a Hair dresser, who dressed her last clients hair with pretty pink Tutu and stilettos...
I am an IT coder, ASPX, SQL, WTF??
I am a Jockey, frequenting Lingerie shops rather than Race-courses...
I am a Kickboxer who can't raise her leg more than an inch...
I am a Lawyer thriving for the truth, the absolute truth...
I am a Mechanic who lost her tools....
I am a Novelist but the pages keep shuffling by themselves...
I am an Oracle and predict about Yesterday...
I am a Pirate who has yet to see the sea...
I am a Queen's Maid who keeps flirting with the King...
I am a Receptionist who keeps on connecting the every Female callers to my Boss..
I am a Scribe wtih dxcyslxiea, wat-evr....
I am a Therapist who needs a theraphy...
I am an Undercover agent with a hood and Burqa...
I am a Violinist who believes completely in Violence...
I am a Weaver with scissor hands...
I am a Xylophonist but i am phony it that...
I am a Yodeler with a Sore-throat...
I am a Zoologist who prefers her animals on the plate...

I am a RAT who loves trap, Love Traps....

My Love - Hate Relationship with....

Me and Rain-god have a very strong relationship, a Love-Hate Relationship... I love him, he Hates me.... or otherwise, umm i dunno :-|

Chennai is otherwise scorching hot and sultry.. but let me wash my clothes and wring it out to dry, lo behold, My love-lorn Rain god sends his secret weapon aka the RAIN downwards... this has been going on since i came back to Chennai... its horrible to the extent that when-ever my friends feel very hot, the call-up and ask me to wash clothes... :-(

And when-ever i go out on a Date or hang-out with my friends, lo behold again.... Varuna Bhagwan is surely in love with me...see he can't even bear me going out with other guys or be seen with them... he is in that much love with me... :-P



 It all started when i was in my class 4th... i was very much in love with him but he didnt even spare a look at me.... i was so smitten that i ran from one building to the other without my Coat on... i wanted to get drenched in his love and enjoy his embrace, you see... Poor me, all that love was too much for this silly smitten rat... i got sick... That was when He started to note me.... :-D

Since then he is trying to embrace me thru his Raining love when-ever he can.. he is trying to woo me back when i go out with others and trying to stop me from going out... Hmmmm...

but Pbbbhttt at you, Rain God...  i got over you... as much as i love you, i can't stand your first love.... i get easily sick whenever you shower for the first time.. so leave me alone... i have got over you, you move on too... there are loads of nice girls out there... :-)