Monday, July 18, 2005

My team mates have left the vital , pivotal team player (me).
And my flight ticket has become elusive , I use my blog to vent my frustration.

Metro stations at Paris are doing security checks suspecting godammn suicide bombers
And trains everywhere are delayed.

The police men here can become models....
Most of them resemble hunks from the movie Top Gun.
On a side note, the movie Top gun was Top crap imho.

The song below is Depp's anthem as he munches petité frite (finger chips) prepared at LeBig-Mac
(Mc Donald's...Pulp Fiction rocks!)

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone


And I change the channel when this song comes......
Au revoir for today betans


Anonymous said...

Sharanu Maharshigale....Sharanu...

Nimma aprtrima pratibhe ge naa Sharanade
Nimma vak-chaturyakke naa karagihode
Nimma soumya bhavanege naa modihoode
Nimma tika-jwalege naa enne suride.

Elay Mahanubhavane...Naa/Nee/Avan...Dhanyanade.


sudeep said...

hilarious !