ROSS AND THE OLD MAN (....continued)

Five blocks away from the centre of the neighbourhood stood an old house. It was built in an old-ranch style, in two storeys and a wooden staircase down the front. Although it was different from the surrounding modern houses, hardly anyone noticed the house and overlooked it while passing by.

The owner of the house rarely paid the outside world a visit.
Just adjacent to the house was a small broken down shack. The owner once in a while would descend from the house and slowly make his way towards the shack and enter it.
After several minutes, he would emerge from the shack with a dusty violin in his hands and enter the house and shut the door, locks clicking into place.

Then the music would start…
The slow, mourning music of the violin would overflow from the garden walls and spread through the sultry streets like the acrid smell of wild berries in a rose garden…
It would go on and on…and on and on…

The music was slow and sad. It was as if it had been wound up inside the violin for decades and now it was unwinding itself through the musician.
Then as suddenly as it had started, the music would stop…leaving echoes of its melancholy in the silence of the streets.

The owner of the house was a man named Al Jeter Mitch.

Al…was an old man.

(...to be continued)

COUSIN ITT

Cousin Itt was the Addams family’s favorite relative . Itt stood about three feet tall and was covered from head to foot with long hair. Were it not for the sunglasses Itt sometimes wore, it would not be possible to determine Itt’s front from Itt’s back. Itt also spoke in a language all Itt’s own, a high squeal, that only the Addames seemed to understand. We can only guess at Itt’s gender based on Itt’s unfailing success with the ladies, though we can’t really be certain Itt isn’t female, or androgynous, or a hermaphrodite. Itt did have Itt’s own miniature room in the family mansion but was usually off traveling, gallavanting around the world with women, partying or working successfully as an opera singer, an actor, or Itt’s choice between a zoo director and a zoo attraction. In addition to being a real party animal, Itt was the person the family liked to turn to for advice. As an Itt of the world, Itt was known for Itt’s insight and wisdom and was extremely easy to talk to, though somewhat difficult for most of us to understand. Yes, with the exception of Itt’s slightly and understandably neurotic fear of hair loss, Itt was just about the best relative one could ever ask for.

Gomez Addams (John Astin) once said of Itt, "Inside all heart, outside all hair."

i like cousin Itt...i think he's groovy.

I love these shoes...
Do you own a pair?

ROSS AND THE OLD MAN

When Ross was five years old he had jumped down an elevator shaft and broken his arm in several places. It had taken him more then a year to recover completely from this “accident”. When people would ask him why he had jumped down the elevator shaft, Ross would reply, “I jumped ‘cause I saw an old man do the same.”
But no one had seen any old men around that day and certainly none that jumped down elevator shafts! So they asked Ross again and again but his answer never changed, “I jumped ‘cause I saw an old man do the same.”
Tired of asking him the same question and even more tired of hearing the same unbelievable answer the people gave up and assumed that Ross was a bit “cuckoo” in the head…

(…. to be continued)

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I'VE LOST IT...

THE WORLD THROUGH A DREAM COME TRUE...

Should have put this up some time back...but what the hell..
Whoever said that "dreams do not come true" was absolutely WRONG!!!
From personal experience i tell you..they definitely do come true....

The Mystery Of The ****** Stealer...

I come to you with an axe in hand
At your doorstep is where i stand
You will not see, unless you see
Be yourself and you'll see me.
I come to kill you.. yes that's it,
No time to fool around or sit
I go back when my job is done
Now it's time for you to run
You can run and you can hide
Play hide and seek ...I don't mind.
But when i seek and find you under the bed
I send you to where the angels tread.
Then i search your house for it
No time to fool around and shit.
I find it in a glass jar
"I catch it like a falling star"
Now i go back to my stand,
I'm a watchman in this "underland".
I'm the one who guards your innerself
I'm the one who guards this shelf
You think you've left me here to rott..
But i'm the one who steals you know what...!

DAY AND NIGHT

It felt nice to be nocturnal again without any reason. It was like I did it just for the sake of it. I haven’t done that in a long time. Its not always possible for me to be nocturnal at night.

So I tried to be nocturnal this afternoon… It worked…

I sat in the verandah trying to block the sunlight all around me, trying to feel the same way I do every night before an exam. Only a few others would be able to describe it and I’m not one of them.
There was a ladder in front of me. Usually I climb it every night and sit on the topmost step and when my dad finds me sitting there he scolds me cause he fears I’ll fall and break my neck or something
But I didn’t climb the ladder this afternoon ‘cause a pigeon was sitting on the topmost step.

And then I realized that I was being foolish…. you cant be nocturnal in the afternoon…
But I wanted to try.

(I guess the picture kind of defines what I feel)

OTHER THINGS...

Paper chats, lectures, childish queries, composing songs, “Imagination Clubs”, “Cowboy Clubs”, “Authors Clubs”, Brahma bulls, faking accents, stupid rules, banging desks, “Junagar ki chachi, The X-Gals, paintings, autograph books, fancy pens, white sheets, latest trends, guitars, bands, dorky teachers, offices held, participation records, badges, posts, pnpcs, gossip, internet things, profiles and comments, tackiness, Mario, mathematics and Bengali, desired haircuts and bad hair days, height problems, weight problems, books and journals, ins and outs, reputations, impressions, monkeys and mice and Delhi, family issues, exams, results, the outrageous, the unreasonable, the arguments, lies, “phociecates” and meekys”, I love and I hates, dream come trues, tension and fear, and other things...

I’m sure I missed out many things…if u remember something then don’t forget to tell me…

ODE TO THE DEATH OF A MASSIVE FLY.

i killed a fly the other day....
it was the most massive fly i've ever seen...
it was disgusting....and i killed it..

ew.