Monday, March 29, 2010
Alice in the wonderland
Alice (Mia something her name is... ) what amazing hair she had.. locks of curls! It made her look so gorgeous! But she was portrayed as some super confused personality till the end ( Like Trisha in VTV! =P) the whole china thing is crap if there isn't going to be any sequel to it.
Hatter is the saviour! Johnny Depp was amazing, as always except for his non-human looking eyes. but even with that, he did manage to pull off a very moving scene towards the end.
Anne Hathway, ah my all time favourite! Sadly she was too fake in this. She needn't have tried so much with the "I am floating" look. And seriously with the pale look as white queen, makeup designers really should have opted against the contrasting lips and brows, because it makes her look ridiculous!
overall, its not bad a watch. I give it a 6 for 10.
Asian lecipe
the chef was Japanese, and very nice,
he cooked me Thai risotto with Korean vinaigrette,
it tasted like an Asian Paradise.
I begged him for the recipe, he looked at me in vain,
and waved an arm to somewhere East and South,
his semaphore of gestures told the story straight and plain,
this dish was handed down from mouth to mouth.
Although he spoke atrociously, I memorized each word,
then jumped upon a plane and headed west,
the owner of a recipe no western man had heard,
I couldn’t wait to put it to the test.
My kitchen was a work of art, a European brand,
a Swedish stove the best that one could buy,
four hotplates flown from Finland in this cooking wonderland,
with microwave and fryer from Shanghai.
I conjured up the words that he had told me with a grin,
then looked through all my cupboards with no joy,
apparently, I didn’t have the right stuff to begin,
and couldn’t find some Paks or any Choy.
I didn’t have the lice that was the basis of the dish,
no rhyme juice could be found, or cully splout,
I found a can of tuna – but I had no Jerry Fish,
and shitty yucky mushrooms? I was out.
I had no bloody brackbeen sauce, no reeks or rotus reaf,
no remmon glass in bottles, bags or canned,
my kaffir rhyme was out of stock, the toe few brought me grief,
and kneecap maniss wouldn’t raise its hand.
I had no stinking cheery sauce, was out of cully crove,
I didn’t see a laddish anywhere,
my brand-new wok stayed empty, and I didn’t need the stove,
for special Asian food, my cupboard bare.
A two-hour search had yielded me some Chinese soya sauce,
some tuna and one measly coconut,
but all this food talk made me famished – I could eat a horse,
I grabbed the phone and rang the Pizza Hut!
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Problem-free... dream on!
how nice if i can transform to a new born baby again..sleeping peacefully and nothing at all to worry...Hmmmmmm..
wait.. wth who said babies have nothing to worry about? ...1. I would like some variety in my menu!!
2. which super huge hands is going to come pinch me next!
3. why do these uncles with huge moustache come this close to my cradle and traumatize me!
4. (exclusively baby boys) Heck u think its funny dont ya to watch me toddle around with a pink ballet dress and pink shoes to go with it! now dont blame for if i am confused about my sexual preference in future!
This doesnt only apply to miss whishwhush but everyone indeed. The point is, all of us suffer from problems .. but after a point of time, we just learn to live with them. If we were to lead a prob-free life, trust me its going to be bland and super dull. Imagine u plan something, and everything goes EXACTLY as per the plan! how annoying is that! so spiceless!
So invite dramas with open hands =P
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Norman Rockwell tribute..




today's random quote : nobody is worth your tears and the one who does will not make you tear.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Aal Izz Well

Nananana re re ree..
Jab life ho out of control
Honthon ko kar ke gol
Honthon ki kar ke gol
Seeti bajaa ke bol
Jab life ho out of control
Honthon ko kar ke gol
Honthon ki kar ke gol
Seeti bajaa ke bol
Aal izzz well!!!!
Murgi kya jaane aande ka kya hoga
Aree life milegi ya tawee pe fry hoga
Koi na jaane apna future kya hoga?
Honth ghuma seeti bajaa
Seeti bajaa ke bol
Bhaiyaa aal izz well
Aree bhaiyaa aal izz well
Aree chachu aal izz well
Aree bhaiyaa aal izz well
Confusuin hi confusion hai
Solution kuch pata nahin
Solution jo mile to saala
Question kya tha pata nahin
Dil jo tera baat baat pe ghabraaye
Dil pe rakhke haath usae tu fuslaa le
Dil idiot hai pyaar se usko samjha le
Honth ghuma seeti bajaa
Seeti bajaa ke bol
Bhaiyaa all is well
Aree bhaiyaa aal izz well
Aree chachu aal izz well
Aree bhaiyaa aal izz well
Scholarship ki pi gayaa daaru
Ghum to phir bhi mitaa nahin
Agarbattiyan raakh ho gayi
God to phir bhi dikha nahi
Bakra kya jaan uski jaan ka kya hoga?
Seekh ghusegi ya saala kheema hoga
Koi na jaane apna future kya hoga
To Honth ghuma seeti bajaa
Seeti bajaa ke bol
Bhaiyaa aal izz well
Aree bhaiyaa all izz well
Aree chachu all izz well
Aree bhaiyaa aal izz well
Jab life ho out of control
Honthon ko kar ke gol
Honthon ko kar ke gol
Seeti bajaa ke bol
Aal izzz well!!!
Murgi kya jaane aande ka kya hoga
Aree life milegi ya tawee pe fry hoga
Koi na jaane apna future kya hoga?
Honth ghuma seeti bajaa
Seeti bajaa ke bol
Bhaiyaa aal izz well
Aree murgi aal izz well
Aree bakri aal izz well
Aree bhaiyaa all izz well
Na na an na nananana na!
Aree bhaiyaa all izz well
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Sunshine calls...
Saturday, December 19, 2009
YAY!
thanks,
chanchal
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
hahahahahaha!
Night is full of mist now..
And Wind comes via Ship and its walking on the streets now..
But in my room now…its only me and some candles..
Oh .. its very lonely…and lonely is pain..
You are not here to sing me a lori and make me asleep.
You are not here…to give me a coffee with a kiss.
You are not here to remove the dirt in my eyes with your tongue.
You are not here to make all my heart feel good..off the pressures and stress..
I am here..And you are there..
And in this lonelyness…Every minute is like a century for me.
Our seperation is like…
The Sky .. and The land..at extreme ends..
My pen will write your name a hundred times in my daily planner.
hundreds of ants will start eating my daily planner..
thinking your name is drops of honey..
Its very cold winter here…but still in this lonelyness i feel like hot summer here..
Come my love…if you are here…even in hot dessert…it will start snowing for me…



