effects of "economic behavior" on "individual as a decision maker"-this is what i did.

oranges and apples
budget is boring
sitting in the class
i feel like snoring
who the hell needs slopes
all these ache our ear lobes
he considers all facts
and says some are "max"
what about the values "min"
have they committed any sin
he likes to compare
hence we deal in pairs
he explains some weird concepts
the guys flaunt their biceps
some pretend to listen
some try to reflect a booze party within
but, no matter wat u say
and whatever be the day
i am always in the hawaiin bay
when people ask " how much did u pay?"
i replied" its my own way."

poetic ebb-"ur hand bleeds, what tore ur heart !"

I stumbled upon a early bird,
innonence of the dressed blue,
little did i know,
how far can a worm go,
open and silent ,
i sense a calamity,
vague as it seems,
my heart fails to breathe,
the posture of a "water bearer",
pushes my soul underneath.
every smile of her pounces me,
everytime she cuts a unseen scar.
hey pretty girl,
did u ever recognize?
once and all ,
did i make u realize?
up now,
living besides in the premise,
i think of ways ,
a heart can demise.
all my life,
the face denied to frown,
love and lust now stole the crown.
in and out ,
i could feel the pain.
never have humanity said " ur so insane."
an art of rage was carved on me,
time to question,
am i so sick?
alone in the night,
i feel her besides me,
zeal and purple made a date,
as i remember the fall to a bait.
reckless i was ,
when i embraced her name.
epitome of a ram,
she wud'nt care to see beyond.
then came the rains to bless me with a love key,
looking at the silver lining above,
tears from my eyes suggest a plea.
the twin consoled me ,
"you strive for ur desire ",but
"hope ur heart does'nt pay a fee".

poetic ebb......

the world is a mere exagerration,
people fight for non-existent satisfication.
mankind seeks sin and money,
a few see these funny.
he bleeds for accumulation,
falls in deathbed of suffocation.
i am at pains when i see them,
can't figure what they gain,
its a mayhem.
some lose their identity,
most end up in paucity.
the satan stares at their face,
humans don't bother about haste.
have u ever questioned?
whats my worth,if i cud'nt change.
grudge and lust has stolen ur hunger!

the "loomie" tunes of tapmi

ever wondered how "nasty" it could be if u had a loomie* who could play tunes orgasmic to ur ears? not long ago....this is the story of a kid caught among a chaos that he had to come all way long from his bed and request my loomie not to play the song loud.!! every action has a re-"action". so.......................the action continued.but much louder nowadays.so wat do u do ? adapt urself to the situation ??....yes ..!!! nowadays there are no comments on this issue!
my loomies are "nasty,santa,ant,ass**,porn,...blah blah...." these are the anagrams of their names.
every ec"h"o system has different type of organisms and these thrive on energy arising outta music. u wake up to a alarm...thats fine..but u also wake up the entire "t" flank to ur tunes....... they have adapted themselves.

the time has come for me to present their formal addressals- i am not at all proud to present them to you ..but still...
neil-" the jockey dripper"-
he uses a jockey. - fine
he washes them- thats gr8
he dries them on top of my bed- hmm.... not a good location
and he dries them when i am asleep , right on top of my face---- ****all man!!!!!

promit-" the guitarist"--- ask the girls ..how lovely he can play with his fingers....on the guitar. ( u thot something ..i knew that )

sanat- "nasty santa"- epitome of nerds....... when whole world is dying of poverty......this sweet ****** will come and ask u about " financial mathematics".
and finally the author " the human mark". whose patience count increases day by day ...living admist these unethical souls....!!!

i have to leave now..they saw me writing this..thats y !!!!!

my first blog

good things start bad. thats wat happened to me. my first id had to be abandoned cause of some problem . this is just a test blog.the train of thoughts are boarding the station." source-calvin".

hope it reaches u !