Our Rule Book

Love is like Pi - natural, irrational and very important.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006


Look in my eyes when I talk to you, you do but many a times your eyes stray away or look down - not looking at something [thank god not someone :P] but looking blankly in the space. I know very well how much you love to hear me out and you are totally with me (mentally) when I talk - I still feel it kind of good when you look into my eyes when I am talking.

ahem. ... heck! who am I kidding? I find it such a fucking turn-on when you look in my eyes... NO NOT STARING but when you read my eyes. . . Those 'seeing-behind-the-eyeballs' kind of looks sweep me off, melt my knees, make all my blood flow to the feet & I feel giddy! I find it touching. . . kind of erotic in my own way!
And when you hold your gaze steady I can peek in your eyes too :"> I love to see my reflection in there. . . as if those are the windows to your heart!

Note that it goes the other way round for other people ;) I dont like them fathoming my eyes when I talk ;) rarely would I be comfortable of being stared right into my eyes !!! With whom I do, they establish a good rapport with me :-)

All said and done here is my dedication to you, of how I feel about YOU :)

- by Debbie Gibson

I get lost, in your eyes
And I feel my spirits rise
And soar like the wind
Is it love that I am in?
I get weak in a glance
Isn't this what's called romance?
And that's what I know
Cause when I'm lost
I can't let go

I don't mind
Not knowing what I'm headed for
You can take me to the skies
It's like being lost in heaven
When (and) I'm lost in your eyes

I just felt
Don't know why
Something is there
We can't deny
Ooh, when I first knew
Was when I first looked at you
And if I
Can't find my way
If salvation
Seems miles away
Oh, I'll be found
When I'm lost in your eyes

{Repeat Chorus}

I get weak in a glance
Isn't this what's called romance
Oh, I'll be found
When I am lost
In your eyes.

Friday, March 10, 2006



Talk, talk, talk till you are tired of talking and then again talk some more :D

Make me listen, tie me down if I dont listen & then make me listen! Talk to the extent of irritating me!

I know you will be stepping on my nerves and I shall get really upset sometimes, I might be shouting on you, cursing you, would say mean things to you - but only 'coz of a rush of blood to my head! I am in all my sane senses right now and I am telling you that barring those fits of irritation (not anger my dear. you know ever since I have known you my anger has deserted me!!!! Its been 2 years and I sometimes miss my anger so much :P).
I shall always want to hear you out, hear you inside out!
I shall always want to know you more than you know yourself!

Sunday, January 22, 2006


If anyone of us ever feel like procrastinating then the other person to supposed to kick his/her ass big time and make this song click time 'n again to him/her! We do this without fail except for the times when we are on vacations :D

Album : Dark Side of The Moon (considered 2nd best selling rock album of ALL TIMES!)
Song : Time {get the song}
Band : Pink Floyd

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say.

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells!

but seriouslly there is better music to play when we are vacationing ;;)

Thursday, January 19, 2006

The Child

Never be that someone who curbs a childs creativity just for the sake of discipline or does not let the child have his/her own way for fear of 'log kya kahenge'. Never force poem down a child's throat and make him/her recite them in front of guests at home - to listen to their appreciations, "Wow! Such an intelligent child you have!" Dont meddle in his/her childish ways to satisfy our egos in front of our guests.

Be a child for as much time as you can :) It beautiful & simple joys of being childish are better than........... :

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

My World

"It hurts, only if we let it. There's not much we can do about it now; it's happened and it's done and the sooner we move past it the better. If it'd help to feel bad about it, I'd feel bad. What'll help will be to get our minds off it and buy some new things and put some time between us and today. So they take the whole trailer, so what? It's us that matters, isn't it? Better us together in a desert and happy than us apart in palaces full of plates and string!"
- Richard to a cribbing & heart-broken Leslie ( after having their trailer ransacked and all personal belongings stolen).

Just the same with me - you never give me any bullshit remotely related to money, name-fame, social status, materialistic belongings, etc. You are the world to me and beyond my world nothing else matters. We are 'the home', houses we can have any.

Monday, January 16, 2006


You NEVER refuse me a kiss whenever (any time, any place, doing whatever) and wherever (public place, parents/relatives/frnds around) I might want one, neither do I ever refuse you.

Of course, a peck suffices sometimes instead of the breath-sucking kind! And I am not stupid to make a scene in public places but when it comes to you and me, all others can go fk themselves, AND I am a man (!) - hence understand there is a big reason behind every kiss asked.

by: me
for: you
contexts: Are you ashamed to love me? if not then whats the problem expressing? And its a big place, people haven't got time to live their lives, forget them minding anything about our's!
regrets: of course none till I get my share ;-)
requests: understand that I do have some weird interpretations in life - you give out a highly gross signal when you refuse a kiss!


We go by the "one month rule" - no one can bring up anything in an argument that happened or was done/said more than a month ago. No grudges please!

It is compulsory to curse me on my face if you feel even feel a tad bit doing so; you know how much I love that :D *stupid grin* Oh and we (donno about you but I am sure of myself!) do need to have at least one fight in 2-3 days. If it doesn't happen then cook up some idiotic reason but lets keep loving.. . .errr.. i mean fighting :">

by: me
for: you
contexts: I like to fight with you, but want a new fight everytime hence no repetition ;-) I need you to call me names, if you don't fight [God forbid :P] then come up with some other reason to call me names!
regrets: none!
requests: you know neighbours can go fk themselves. Such rarities are to be cherished in totality without any intimidation.

PS: deliberately titles this fight1 - I know a lot many would be coming up >:) *devilish laugh* Please do NOT bear them with me, rather cherish them with me :-)

Hungry Kya?

We cook alternate weeks. And no arguments about it! I dont care if guests are home - I don't care what they have to say about me cooking - I am comfortable with you attending to them in the living room & me cooking :-)
I do the dishes in your weeks.
& you teach me & assist me in my weeks. {plss, you know I need it badly :P}

by: me.
for: both.
contexts: I love cooking; dont want you to slog in the kitchen all the time - go out, enjoy yourself; don't wanna depend on you in case of potential blackmailing about going to bed empty stomach >:) *evil grin*
regrets: sorry for the food during my learning 'periods'.
requests: my mom need not need know about this; and your mumma need not eat food cooked by YOU, I know she can digest what I can cook - you exchange your weeks with mine if she is home & I exchange mine if mine is home ;-)

sweet cribs

. . .
chhed doon mein kabhee pyaar se to tang hoti hai
chhod doon rooth ke to bhee to jang hoti hai,
chhed doon mein kabhee pyaar se to tang hoti hai
khaam khaah choom loon to bhi to jang hoti hai!

The sweet cribs of loving her :"> Yayyy!!!