Friday, May 12, 2006
Casablanca
I hate romantic cinema, but sometimes, rarely, when you are with that right person, even hell seems heaven. And then you close your eyes, content, falling into a deep asleep. You wake up, your eyes search for her. But that fleeting moment of pure joy is gone, like yesterday it can never come back. Pricks dont deserve a Casablanca, they deserve sex. So be it.
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this blog seems to have a dual character, one of a first class jerk and one of a heartfelt romantic. Wonder which is the real jhantu.
Well, if you can have one moment of happiness you can always have another. And then a few more to check how efficient the first ones were. And then some more just because.
Hey sue what if u compare with the first one and it never matches up?
"like yesterday it can never come back", sweeet.
And the blog changes tone again.
I have been reading ur blog for sometime. And i must say tht its a wonderful read. Though the brand of humor is on the lines of sex corny. Havent encountered an indian blog tht deals with this though. Keep up the good work
Oh and i forgot to add "she" must be special
Is this "Deeti baby", she reads this blog? I hope she does. Best to both of you.
I agree with Sue, there will be plenty more moments of happiness and be assured that each of those will me more magical than the previous one. The only thing for you is to open your mind and open your heart.
Yea blog reader she really must be specialwhen a prick still writtes a post or two for her amidst all the sex.
Does this explain all the corny sex posts?
Some people want you dead. Be very careful you are a marked man now. Marked by an anonymous stalker.
;-)
so you are out fishing for Awws again is it??
AAwwwwwwwww
I loved casablanca, though saw it this year only. Can u believe tht??
Pricks can change and maybe thnud find your casablanca.
what do u mean by "deserve"?
Nice post
Heres looking at you kid.
Remember remember the 5th of november
The brain will recover
But the heart will always ponder
If only i could forget her
-instant cheap poetry
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