Poetry is not optional.
It is what warms your innermost throat when your breath has been snagging.
Poetry is not optional.
It is what warms your innermost throat when your breath has been snagging.
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And you, dear OJ, have a way of infusing prose with poetry like no one else!
All hail the Queen of Wise, with the perfect combination of wisdom and wisecracks!
*M4 bows down with full reverence!*
Chicken Soup. Try hot chicken soup…
ssiiii-ghhh!
Can’t write … too busy giggling at Grimescene’s comment.
Ditto wordjunkie!
And try gargling too:)
You can’t go about knocking the wind out of nearly-30-years-old mothers, okay. Think about our children.
Do not write out our lives without a spoiler alert, atleast.
Also, I think you and grimescene should do a book together. Cause and effect. It’d be a superhit.
Hello hello! I bees visiting the blog for the first time 🙂
‘Joy to the world’ started playing the moment i hit the site, without me realizing that it ws from MY comp (am at work currently) and m looking around wondering whose the idiot playing christmas carols before someone very politely pointed out that it was from mine.
I had alt+tabbed to a work looking page while the site loaded. :):)
I be going back to my blog and blogrolling you. 🙂
also, how have these cute animalthingys appeared next t everyones name? Or is it that wordpress is just cooler? 😦
Ah, I am delurking to tell I am going away to read grimescene.
D: Like rosemary in leek soup? And saffron in bubbling milk?
M4: I know you’re really just admiring my Choos. C’mon now, ‘fess up.
grimescene: …says the man who gifted me Neruda. 🙄
Aunty G: That’s right, Aunty G, you sigh in exasperation at Grimescene and his comment!
wordjunkie: Oh he’s full of ’em he is.
dipali: The gag reflex overwhelms me.
Nino’s Mum: Hah. We’re likelier to make babies than a book together. And if we did, we’d probably use it to swat each other. And who’s almost-30? BAYBEEEEEE!!! 😛
Serendipity: 😆 You clown, I needed that laugh. And yes, WP is just cooler. 😛
Nitya: FINE. See if HE hugs your son to giggles. HMPH. 😡
errr ditto ditto ditto Grimescene, wordjunkie and dipali 🙂
hope your dad feels better….we are praying!
M: Oh alright. Have your laughs. 😉
sukanya: Thank you so much.
yeh cup aap ka hua…kindly collect
http://golkamra.blogspot.com/2009/01/lest-i-forget.html
I can’t gargle either, OJ!
And you know I love your poetry.
Did. How did it happen? And which hand?
aneela z: Thank you, thank you! Will hop over to collect, but not right away. Too much life happening.
dipali: Really? 🙂 I’m not the only one then?
Aunty G: Fall. Left. Thank you for the prayers.