Thursday, March 16, 2006

And the time is..


Megha said...

There's a sad sort of clanging
From the clock in the hall
And a bell in the steeple too
And in the nursery, an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say - Cuck-koo!
Cuck-koo! Cuck-koo!

Heh. Who'd have thought that it could just as well have been a song about you.

Falstaff said...

Hmmm...not beginning to worry about your biological clock, are you?

Sue said...

Don't know what it means to you but it reminds me of Judy learning to swim in Daddy Long-Legs

Heh Heh said...

okkay. i'm relpyin.

megha: we do absurder things too :)

falstaff: me? *looks at the callow visage in the mirror* naah! i get carded on the basis of physical appearance and my mental age is six. so there.

sue: nomoskhar, kemon acchen? how are we doing this beautiphul march mornin'?

Sue said...

Eki, why the accent? *flutters her eyelashes and does a Devdas-inspired eeesh to proclaim her community*

I'm fine, thanks, but for all that I'm based in Cal I grew up in the South. So it's the Gult accent you shd aim at.

Heh Heh said...

Ah, in that case, ela unnaru?
you see, we can do gult too. and several other languages. after all, there are seventeen of us.

Anonymous said...

"Ah, in that case, ela unnaru? "

How in the world do you know Telugu?????

Heh Heh said...

@anon: Err, any reason why I am not supposed to know gult?
I understand it quite well, and speak it to a lesser extent. But this is case for several other languages as well (at last count - six)