Animalism! It’s true!
Animals have no reason!
Ha! Gull Moment!
Animalogy is a snigglet apparently
And Weasel words don’t work on you
Avon is your backside
Na! again cold day in the sun
Feels like the red hot has already won
One tree hill!
No, lets do the things we normally do
And even though Dido reminds me of Goan Metro
I am not ashamed of that pre-graffiti sketch in my room
Thanks for the preview CD
It helped the hangover
And though a sleptover
I have my high
Leave behind Foo
There’s too much cheese on you
Leave behind ice, not enough watermelon
I know you’ve always been out of your head
And I wonder
Will I eat Chvanprash tonight?
Yes, I’m plagerizing Foo Fighters
You have a problem with that?
Jihaadi will kick your ass
No problem Media is next
Ram sir said no thank you
Fine! I wont read his column tonight!
Ah there’s my prose
A plan you propose
Yes my dear lets get rid of rose
But what about Phoenix
My ever changing pose
Only because I explain you understand
I’ll take you in School van
Context is on top
Prelude in one shot
Then after de-italising
Now formlessly it procedes
VW is in her room tonight
NLS hear I come
‘Come down and waste away with me’
No concert tonight!
KK’s ‘rock’ing time to Disco
I don’t need Rum to make this fisslo!
Hindi me bath kar
Same same lang par
‘If anything could ever feel this real forever’
It could, it would, it needn’t!
Yeah the Guitar guys do their Haze
I love Purple so chumma I went crazy!
He he…bloody bevdi!
Charundi cleaners will come tomo
Where you go?
9.30 ampointment with Sister ji
Now I will rest my convent educated head
‘Foo analysis is complete’, it said.
I can breathe this
I know this too well
‘Stranger things have happened I know’
But you are the strangest, in this peculiar way ur the best thing that has happened to me
Cos now I can get over my need to ‘fix you’
I can get over my need to be you
I can just love you as u
And if you would love me as me…..
And if we weren’t afraid to show our flaws..
Fuck! That’s sexy!
It is…or we’re just two horney schoolboys in the wrong bodies…
Everything that comes outta his head is sex
In a strange way I don’t need to imagine holding his hand
Or hugging him
I just need to know what’s beyond
Cos neither of us are…well…we’re from homogenous schools
And trust me that makes a diff
He knows he can..he knows he must
He cares in more than just…
I love I love
I’m afraid to know more
Cos I don’t wanna hate a hair on his head
I would tell him to grow it
And not dig his nose
But he wouldn’t listen
And that would be the awesome part
Cos I don’t fall for ppl who would change for me
No! not any more
I’m over the jerks
I’m over the sad sacks
I like the strong in himself
And don’t give a fuck types
And he is slowly becoming my type
And im not in love in this scary way in which I feel im losing myself to him
Or giving away too much
Cos I know he would take only as much as he needed
I wanna become his arm candy
Not only his gtalk queen
So I’d change for him
Not who I am
Just how I am
And how much I know him
Cos really I just wanna take a trip inside his head
And smt tells me I’ll find me there