The title Courtesy: Abhijith, the person who spells my name in a beautiful manner, and utters with even more beauty - DINSY.
Today my PM and my PL both are on leave, thus the only task left to be done is diverting from the normal course of pretending that I work. I bugged everyone, since morning, with forwarded msgs, and they responded too while pretending that they work. One of them (forwards) was a great work of Photoshop, and the consequences gave birth to this blog. I teased him (abhi: the sender) with a few caustic remarks and then he avenged my audacity. I will write the whole episode verbatim without philandering with it, in an attempt to make it better.
There are always few people with whom you can’t adjust, whom you can’t bear around you and who suffice to prove that even almighty GOD makes mistakes. Such a girl is honored with the name X here, not because I am a GOD fearing person, but becuase I am afraid she can sue me. The girl is one from my neighborhood in Chennai, no false assumptions plz.
Here we go:
Dinsy: GR8 work of Adobe photoshop! If you want a pic with your dream gal, send me one of yours and X's snap. I will do the honor. LOL!
Abhi: G**** mein d****…reeeee…teri g**** mein d**** re!! Na Sone ka *****, na X ki dildo teri g**** mein d**** re.
Dinsy: hmm, abusive words, will forward it to X, stating that you pity her for using a dildo.
Abhi: She hates you so much, the whistle blower is gonna go against u. Hehehehe!
Dinsy: No work of abnegation be as profound as my being murdered, for your full of pleasure, amorous, affair with her.
Abhi: Forsooth, a moment of my pleasure be well worth a lifetime of thy contrition, but surely you are blaspheming, when you judge your murder a profound abnegation!
Dinsy: O venerable one and vulnerable one! I have done penance and will do it all cost, clamoring for action, even if the head of mine resides at one's feet. Only thing I fear is that this pauperism of yours, for pleasure, will lead you to, and only to, penitence; Height of pain is that, then, you won't even have me to shoulder your disgraceful body. You will moan, You will cry, You will groan, You will find how unspeakable your agony is; During this ordeal you will die every moment to ameliorate it but it will rarely if at all help. One bard wrote few lines for perverts of your heights:
Kisi Aankh ko sadaa do, kisi julf ko pukaro
Badi dhoop pad rahi hai, koi saaybaan nahi hai!!
Huhh!! Where did you get your vocab from man! Couldn't find all words on Google.
Abhi: Heh heh…let me reply to your mail with a few lines, another bard wrote. Only these are much simpler,
Sticks and stones might break my bones, but mere words can never touch them.
As for not finding them in Google, I don’t think Sergei Brine read as much as I did. ;)
Disny: Gud one! better was the peroration than the lines by some jobless bard. You should look forward to serious writing. I am serious.
What happened after this only Google will result you some day. Happy Googling.
Today my PM and my PL both are on leave, thus the only task left to be done is diverting from the normal course of pretending that I work. I bugged everyone, since morning, with forwarded msgs, and they responded too while pretending that they work. One of them (forwards) was a great work of Photoshop, and the consequences gave birth to this blog. I teased him (abhi: the sender) with a few caustic remarks and then he avenged my audacity. I will write the whole episode verbatim without philandering with it, in an attempt to make it better.
There are always few people with whom you can’t adjust, whom you can’t bear around you and who suffice to prove that even almighty GOD makes mistakes. Such a girl is honored with the name X here, not because I am a GOD fearing person, but becuase I am afraid she can sue me. The girl is one from my neighborhood in Chennai, no false assumptions plz.
Here we go:
Dinsy: GR8 work of Adobe photoshop! If you want a pic with your dream gal, send me one of yours and X's snap. I will do the honor. LOL!
Abhi: G**** mein d****…reeeee…teri g**** mein d**** re!! Na Sone ka *****, na X ki dildo teri g**** mein d**** re.
Dinsy: hmm, abusive words, will forward it to X, stating that you pity her for using a dildo.
Abhi: She hates you so much, the whistle blower is gonna go against u. Hehehehe!
Dinsy: No work of abnegation be as profound as my being murdered, for your full of pleasure, amorous, affair with her.
Abhi: Forsooth, a moment of my pleasure be well worth a lifetime of thy contrition, but surely you are blaspheming, when you judge your murder a profound abnegation!
Dinsy: O venerable one and vulnerable one! I have done penance and will do it all cost, clamoring for action, even if the head of mine resides at one's feet. Only thing I fear is that this pauperism of yours, for pleasure, will lead you to, and only to, penitence; Height of pain is that, then, you won't even have me to shoulder your disgraceful body. You will moan, You will cry, You will groan, You will find how unspeakable your agony is; During this ordeal you will die every moment to ameliorate it but it will rarely if at all help. One bard wrote few lines for perverts of your heights:
Kisi Aankh ko sadaa do, kisi julf ko pukaro
Badi dhoop pad rahi hai, koi saaybaan nahi hai!!
Huhh!! Where did you get your vocab from man! Couldn't find all words on Google.
Abhi: Heh heh…let me reply to your mail with a few lines, another bard wrote. Only these are much simpler,
Sticks and stones might break my bones, but mere words can never touch them.
As for not finding them in Google, I don’t think Sergei Brine read as much as I did. ;)
Disny: Gud one! better was the peroration than the lines by some jobless bard. You should look forward to serious writing. I am serious.
What happened after this only Google will result you some day. Happy Googling.
