Sunday, January 18, 2009

on the phone

The 'Flying Dutchman' was playing in the background as she mumbled into the phone .The conversation goes like this:
She: So.. had your dinner?
He: yaa. burrrp. gosh I'm so full
She: good
He: heyy whats that noise?
She: Music. Wagner
He:What??
She: nothing. aise hi
she mutes the sound
He: hmm.
Silence
She: Hey...
He: listen listen.. I'll call you back.. kya match hai..ooh WHAT a catch
click. whirrrrrrrrr

Monday, January 05, 2009

I wake up filled with guilt
And squirm and toss about under my quilt