what the fuck

no love.
no hurt.
no dues to pay.
no answers to give.

one day at podar centre

let me go
let me go
i have cramps
lemme go

damn good piece of wisdom
let me goooooooooo


I'm jus a lil girl
nobody loves me
she's jus a little girl from a pretty family
save me this time from this monstrosity
easy come easy go
will you lemme go?

dickhead: bismillah, no, i will not let you go!
copygirl: lemme go!

you jus think you can brief me and leave me to dieee

you jus think you can crack jokes and leave me to cryyy

oooh baibeeh

gotta hear me out baibeeehh

jus gotta get out
jus gotta get right outta heree!!!

the P word

working. learning. enjoying.

learning most of all. ofcourse, learning stuff related to copy etc. but also about people and politics.
They say be careful what you say and in front of whom. yeah, okay, you know that's not too tough. but it's a kind of given that you know stuff like this. Obviously, i have let out a few things unwittingly in front of an audience not perfect for such candidness.

Hell. i couldn't give a damn beyond posting this. All you people out there, please don't give a fuck about what to say. There's nothing like time and place, nothing more important than standing by your word and if somebody tries sabotaging your case, well, all I'd say is, if god has endowed you with guts, hopefully he also made you clever enough to shoot the man right back where it hurts the most.Laugh and rest.

keep green.