Somethings a miss

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Waiting for that one phone call, or waiting for one of the million phone calls that you deserve. Somethings always a miss, whether its a friend who's always by your side, or its the wire that connects the phone to the main socket. It could also be the fact that you've not given your number to anyone....maybe because you yourself don't know! Now....won't that be fun!!

You'd always wished if they cared just a little bit more, maybe they don't show it, may be they should.

Knock Knock

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Knock Knock
Who's There?
Granny, Knock Knock
Who's There?
Granny, Knock Knock
Who's There?
Granny, Knock Knock
Who's There?
Granny, Knock Knock
Who's There?
Knock Knock
Who's There?
Aren't you glad granny's gone?

A stupid joke I once heard, actually read...in a knock knock joke book. There is a point to which the dormant volcano stays dormant. The little constant irritating nerve racking incessant bark-like brain squashing tapeworm of a poke can do the trick. Often these dormant volcanoes have been bearing the brunt of other creatures pee-ing on them. They do get pissed off (pun intended), and do spit out molten lava particles in the forms of abuses (%$&# $%).

Piece and Quiet

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Piece & Quiet.....sounds of silence, the city of dreams!A woman screaming at her 6 year old son to get his butt back home for dinner, play time is over!
Piece & Quiet, when you read that bestseller, 12 months after it was released, and 3 months after it won some book award thingy. You had been waiting to get a piece of the baywindow in your home, that's the reason why you got that special place built, for reading, overlooking the lawn and lake nearby. The feeling of serenity, a divine-ness crawling under your skin, the point is...you won't read, you'll gaze outside the window forever, lost in the beauty. The books will be stacked in the same order that you had put in the first place near the 'reading point'.

Piece & Quiet while eating the most scrumptious and the most delicious Mud Cake, you dear friend got for you, as she knew you like it. You've always liked her, never had the heart to admit it, never took a step forward, just ate the cake enjoying every crumb of it, relishing it as it'll never come again. You walked her home in the moonlit evening, your chance, time for redemption, time to make a move....and you did, make a move...back home.

Piece & Quiet with your pets, barking, sqeaking, screaming etc.
You got them because you were lonely, you needed someone who could snuggle up to you. A Boa Constrictor does that too! That rocking chair with a car purring on your lap, as you smoke into the silence. You're 60!

A little bit, A little Piece of Peace and some Quiet!

Order Now!

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You'll always believe that you don't need to read this....mind you, it's for your own benefit. There are certain things that you need, there are certain things that you want! Your goal is to at least have enough of what you need, and some of what you want. Ours is to sell you something that you don't even want, forget need!

May I offer you an aerodynamically designed padded cover for your car seatbelts when they put pressure on you shoulder or chest. For all those years you've driven without any seatbelts.....Let us make the rest comfortable.

May I offer you zero gravity boots that let you walk over your neighbour's ceiling, give you more options to sneak in his home while his wife's alone.

May I offer you ultra high quality biodegradable plastic bags made from Polyutherineglutamate, the strongest plastic ever! to carry all those heavy sharp metal boxes.

May I offer you night vision goggles so that you can start your own 'I Spy' agency.

May I offer you the latest touchscreen mobile phone, to make a call, find the nearest telephone booth!

May I offer you Packaged Drinking Water from the French Springs. Made in India!

May I offer you the finest full sleeves cotton+linen shirt from Old Navy, most famous brand in USA. Cloth bought from India, Manufactured in Sri Lanka.

May I offer you FartyPants, with pioneering technology to turn fart odour into flowery fragrance, just like the turn of a knob on your ambi pur car.

May I offer you a 'Thinkpad' Notebook at a price thats bound to make you fall into debts. Made in China.

Just Imagine.....I will be waiting at your doorstep....

Ctrl + C & Ctrl + V

They always said that you had your dad's nose and your mom's eyes! It's like CTRL+C and CTRL+V!
It is an important tool for our survival, for our so-called bread and butter with cheesy dip! That notepad you used to take notes from in the library...It's still lying there with your blue ball point pen, laying there on the yellow sheet of the notepad, under the dust.

We all are here to make a point, often it is the same point. We all put the right foot forward while climbing down the stairs, it gives us the sense of security. While handing a sharp object to a person, you always make sure the sharp end points towards you (at least I hope you do!). You always say you don't want other's sympathy, but at some level, you do! You always rehearse your dialogue in front of the mirror before you go out and hand her the flowers you picked yourself!

Simple keys on the keyboard...CTRL.... Learned, passed on, drilled in, evolved, adapted.