Friday, May 19, 2006

Wrong Hour

All the people came
and all are going
Life is as usual
happy and boring
Everything is perfect, believe me
It's just the wrong hour.

All the mistakes I made
and all the crap I said
is forgotten.
I knew they won't come back
and they are not coming back, believe me
It's just the wrong hour.

Nothing more I wanted
and Nothing more I had
just a bit of pride
and a little self-respect
Nothing would happen, I knew
even if I loose a little bit of them too..
and nothing is happening, believe me
so these wet eyes are nothing
It's just the wrong hour.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Yengappa Mooriyalle

Nowadays I am not in a mood of writing poems. Its not that I have written enough or I am.. sort of.. bored of it. This is because of my phony blogger friends. They would always pretend they can do everything!! It’s so disgusting. To tell you the truth, it’s so disgusting I can puke thinking of it!! I guess after reading my poetry they must have realized that if this sonuvabitch can write poems why can’t they!!! It’s funny though, in a way. You write one crap and then you are made to read several craps and to comment on them. Its not that I have to comment on them.. and frankly speaking I also don’t care if they comment on my post or not!!! (Of course I m lying!! :D)

The other reason for this change is this hell of a novel I was reading “The Catcher in the Rye" by Salinger. The protagonist of the novel is Holden Caulfield who is the most useless but still most reasonable character I have ever seen!! This post is dedicated to this character. In case you don’t know about this novel, for your GK , This is one of the most favorite books of Serial Killers. One guy, who killed this guy… John Lennon.. had this book and then One other Guy who tried to kill Ronald Reagan had it too... If you keep these incidences in mind...I am completely sober.

Let me come to my topic “Yengappa Mooriyalle ". All word power booster books tell you to go to the derivation of the word.. When was it first coined and all. This word was coined by my elder brother. But the popularity it has (I am sure none of you have ever heard of it!!) is just because of me.

It was when I went to Hosur to complete my training and all. I found there some friends from IIT Chennai. One day we were walking on the road when I realized how phony these guys are. They didn’t know more than 10 words of Tamil and were showing as if they had written the Tamil Grammar. These phonies were so disgusting. To tell you the truth, I can puke thinking of them.

They were talking among themselves and even they forgot they had someone around who didn’t know the 10 words of Tamil they knew. I can’t withstand such a phony behavior. To cut the crap… I suddenly said “Yengappa Mooriyalle” and guess what!! These phonies started trying to figure out the meaning!!! I am not saying those were not good people. They are really very nice people and all. I swear...really. But sometimes even good people can behave in a way which drives you crazy.

Take this guy... who also used to stay at the same place where I lived and unfortunately shared the same mess. If you know that most of the people are not Tamil there but still you start the conversation in Tamil... See others faces and then show as if you now realized that they don’t understand a damn thing... You are the most disgusting creature ever who set foot on this planet called earth!! Sonuvabitch!!! The only word I could utter to stop puking was “Yengappa mooriyalle”!!!!!
Now understand it you crap!!!

Hey people... if this piece of shit hurts you... Sorry... but I mean it!! And yes... This is not me but Holden Caulfield who is writing this!!! Sonuvabitch!!!