hinglish

rediff turns my letters hindi,
on my forehead i put bindi.

watching black n muna bhai
make my heart fly very high

let me quickly visit shiv mandir
anybody else worth seeing here?

don't my kurta suit me nice,
quick i smear with kulfi ice

eating plain cooked dal and rice
no thanks, for me little spice

too much chilli is no fun
-to the restrooms-
here i run

pani, pani hear my shout
asmani can't you sent a cloud?

use karai, wear dupatta,
is that gobi with the matar?

where's my clean clothes mr. dhobi?
KFC stil plays BON JOVI

madame, madame, hear da shout,
is that me they talk about??

mosquito stitches as i relax
quickly put the fan on max!

chalo guys i gotto go,
hope u did enjoy my show!

Spring at last to come!

And yes my dear but neglected reader,

i'm back in town!

Surprisingly to all of us ice- and snowridden personages, spring is finally starting to preceed. Suddenly and very much over night almost all snow has mysteriously dissappeared (i wonder who is bothered by that now...supposedly it has travelled back to siberia where it initially came from..). The temperatures reach an incredible 17 celsius and i can tell you that after our frosty nights of minus five or six or whatever else celsius it feels sort of almost hot! My return from India presented me with a happy difference of temperature of more than 30 celsius and i can't say i liked that at the least, but what to do, yes, what to do. I can't remember another winter like this lasting for a full four month and all those weeks full of ice and snow and awful temperatures all below zero. If i happen to read any scientist laying claim to global warming, i will sue him/her, believe me, i will!

Actually i m very much full of the comparison of the two worlds i have seen in the last 3 weeks -but as reality claims my presence more than my blog does- only now i find time to drop a couple of lines inbetween. I wont make any bold promises on how much and what i will blog on in the future, as it may never get written in or out of time.

By the way, i cannot believe i don't have to wear boots anymore now and that i can bin all those stupid, scratchy, itchy, yucky tights. Not to dress anymore onion-style, like 'what-else-can-i-wear-to-make-me-feel-warm-outside-without-risking-not-being-able-to-close-the-zip-of-my-winterjacket' or 'how-many-extra-pairs-of-socks-can-my-boots-soak-up'.

There's flowers on the lawn and bloming also. I thought i would never see that again as a new ice age was dawning on us.

The bad news are, an army of ants has decided to claim the house as theirs, but this time i will strike before they have found the honeypot and laid a claim aswell as an official road to that!