Clink, clink, clack. Went the monotony of silver-ware on china. It was a din so loud and constant, not a second did it slack. She sat still, her mouth stuffed with food. Beads of perspiration rolling down her forehead. Since eating kept her mood in check, as it should. Suddenly realizing the echo of chewing filled her ears, to deafness. Ahem, will you marry me? Oh, he said.

I write when my hipflask is empty. October 12, 2009 by. Not having had the time to have a good dram in weeks, I finally got the time and opportunity this week. A bit watery at first, but gets drier in the end.

Reading at your own risk! Thursday, July 18, 2013. I have become very philosophical now a days. I think it is time again to start blogging. I know it has been a long long break. But I have my own reasons. Poet Valli passed away today. This year has taken a lot of people from the earth. We have good half a year to pass before we can have a sign of relief! When I read this news, I was thinking about my brother. This news will make him very sad.

Tuesday, March 20, 2018.

Movies, matter, mania. Oh yea, A few of you must have got fed up of this exercise and I know its a bit irritating. This blog has moved to a more permanent location and shall hopefully stay there. How often have you heard this term? Whose last two roles have been that of a blind woman.

An ordinary account of an ordinary chap. Jazzed up a bit, occasionally. Do read on, if you have no economic function to perform. Thursday, May 5, 2016. That is the main cable? I asked one of the sweaty guys who was poking around in that general area. that is an HRC fuse? Another sweaty guy admitted it was. That is a circuit breaker? I watched on.