'coz there is only so much awesome you can handle

there's only so much you can miss

before we both collide

and there's only so much you can hide

before i corner you

and i still cannot understand how. .

when i never mean bad, and i never mean ill,

people put up faces and pretend.

shame !

for the first dinner in bombay..

the next first time i meet you is not going to be easy. I have met you a hundred times in past 8 months and i have said a hundred mean things to you every single time. Tonight when we actually sit, I will try not to quibble, for good times' sake.

They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

- Jack Kerouac, On the road

terribly put off with the pretenses all around. tired of hoping against hopes.

sshhh..

you're the warm sunshine in the winter mornings .. and i can never have enough of you..

:D

ok so my boss already practises the kickass theory.