Buffio

Exams. Why don't you just go hang yourself? I love being in my library. it's my third favorite place in college..not the fancy new one but the one that we have but the old one with the rose garden on the side of the path leading to it. The fancy new one comes fourth on the list because it takes light years to reach it (Its on the sixth floor). So I was sitting there reading Ogden Nash the day before. He is the poet for all you people who thinks poetry is something that doesn't make much sense and is really dry and abstract (oh what a wrong view to hold). His writing is simple. But that's not the specialty. The specialty lies in his ability to make you smirk, chuckle and wonder at his wit. Please google him. If I were to take his interview, it would be something like this. Fake interview between Me and Mr.Nash SM:  There are a lot of budding poets who admire you and try write in your style and sound clever. I must confess, I am one of them.  ON: Too cle...

I borrowed the book from the library and vowed to finish it in a day- all 99 pages of it. Anya smirked. Text me when you are done she said in that condescending tone. But done I was before the day was done. What pride I tell you! And I liked it. Alot. Well if you are an avid reader, you would probably be face palming at the fact that I had never read The old man and The sea. Even now I wouldn't have bothered reading it if Hemingway wasn't prescribed text for us . But I am glad that I did. It's about fishing? said Anya. Yes it is said I. That's right, 99 pages about fishing. Go read it. The Usual Suspects is awesome.  Kevin Spacey's receding hairline doesn't inhibit his performance. That is all you need to know. And .. The Memento.. Anyone who compares it to Ghajini will have an egg shot at them. It plays with your mind...then again..you can't expect anything else from a Nolan film. Most of my friends weren't that fond of it but it bowled m...

Marvel at the life of a fence, It doesn't question existence, While my mind is full of doubt, It tires me out to flirt with the mistress called life, death waits (the loyal wife), My desperation to understand leads my ignorance to expand, Yet to say "I've had enough" Would tempt someone to call my bluff, Words fail to explain how I've bled, Tears black as coal I've shed, I search for someone to show me the way, But to my dismay, They all seem to chime, "We too are doing this for the first time"