It is true that for the first time in over a month, I strongly felt about something strongly enough to strongly log about . Result : I sit here in the hall typing away in the name of no blue blazed heavens (Oh ! Now the heavens are blue blazed ? ) . That too after having dragged myself out of my cozy bed …..
And … God! Now I am writting poetry about me about to write something on the blog ….
What was I about
To forcefully blog about?
Was it Jolie’s pout ?
Or the neighbour who’s so stout…
Was it the wild dream?
Or the girls in the pic, ‘Scream’ ….
Perhaps the ‘blink’ book
By Gladwell (does look like puke 😛 )
Maybe on world end
But … Na! Too cliche’ to tend
On ‘running’ perhaps…
Or newspaper’s social mishaps …
On the drum classes ?
The story of lehman’s bosses ?
What did I plan to
So what was I exactly about to write about ? (in all my drowsiness and self-hating stupor at dragging myself out of bed just to blog) Well ! Ridiculous though as it might sound …. I just forgot !! 😦