I hope the exit is joyful an I hope I never return - Frida Kahlo
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
BHAI
My brother and I made a pact. Whenever I will get drunk, he will drive. Even if it means doing this in two different cities in two different cars. ;)
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
God of Wild Things
She grew up without a brief. Made her own enquiries; into breasts and how much they hurt; into false hair buns and how well they burned. Into life and how it ought to be lived.
- A. Roy, God of small things.
Flower Child
She has got flowers in her hair
and some flowers on her heart
she walks like a hippie
and orders a la carte.
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