I have everything, what is it that you want…from me?

Well good looks steals the eye, good personality…ask me about it:

Here’s all that I have:

Money: I am rich, I was born rich, when I go out in the sun I am richer and when I dye (my bankers have your personal telephone number – you can calculate my net worth).

Style: From Banashankari (a hub in Kanyakumari, now under the rule of the Spartans) to Atlanta, from my pot to those who find me hot (all the time), from morning to night, from a thought to any action…I seem to get it all right, I seem to have it all!

Page 3 (actually 1): My name manages to hit the headlines of leading journals. Mafia Rules – You hit, we hit!!


Connection: I know people, who know people. Facebook offered to sell their venture to me, when they realized I could beat the ‘6 degrees of separation’!

Intellect: post your number, I will get in touch with u!

Stupidity: there are some things money can’t buy, for everything else there’s my humor that only (mostly) a few people get it (few here meaning 5).

Friends: I have great people influencing every moment of my life, not sure if they would keep it going, but yeah! I love them and these 5 kinda top the chart.

Love: My love for people is what remains, when what has been given has been forgotten.

Work: I can get anything (almost) done, ask these 5 peeps.

Life: my life is a jungle book – wild and hungry! I am the tiger and a few be the prey. A young tiger, read to pounce, ready to impress, ready to roar – “Roooooaaaaarrrrr”

Dark Night: the mirror has 2 faces; I am just one of them

Complication: every evening between 6.00 pm and 9.00pm – I turn to be an earth bound misfit!

Work: I am on office zombie, often bored to undeath

Show off: why not, when you have it flaunt it.

Defeat: I accept it with pride. If there are just 2 contestants, and I am awarded the second, I take the pride of, “if I hadn’t lost to you, you wouldn’t have won”

For now: i am in love...i will fall out of it soon and be right back!

In the meanwhile, i want some time...Time to buy a watch!
- Shreyas

Ruan says, "Let it me be"

If only...

CK says "What do I want??? Well, it's quite simple really..."

I think my sole purpose in life right now is to bring Sexy Back. It's true. Well, okay, fine. Not bring it back. It's to get sexy in the first place. It's the most annoying thing in the world to NOT be sexy. Not that I'm obsessed or anything. In fact, to be quite honest, I've never given a damn about being sexy. Nor have I cared if anyone thought I was or not. But lately, it's been bugging me. So, I've decided to bring it.

I've always been called names. Those names mostly being "cute", "dweeb", and of late, "tubby." The first is not so bad, unless it sounds almost like a consolation prize. "He's hot!! I'd do him... err, you're cute. Don't worry about it." So, I've decided to become the do-able guy.

"But CK!" you might say, "How do you plan to achieve this quite ridiculous goal?" And I'll tell you... Well, it has to do with a LOT of exercise, getting fit, getting a makeover (and not what you see on T&L with those two weird English chicks. I'm talking about Queer Eye for the Straight Guy kind of makeover.), and of course, parading around so that people KNOW I've had a makeover. No point getting one and just sitting at home. I'm going to walk up to people I normally don't hang out with and ask for paper clips or something equally inane and wait for them to give it to me and if they still don't notice it, I'll ask for pencils and all forms of stationery till I get the reaction I want.

So, THAT ladies and gents, is the plan. I'm on Day 2 or "Operation Bringing Sexy" (Back has been omitted for aforementioned reasons). I'll tell you how it goes when I'm on Day 30.

Wish me luck! And of course, if you see me doing an exaggerated/awkward swagger and asking for office supplies, PAY ME A FRIGGIN' COMPLIMENT!

'What Do I Want' by Eveline

To write a book.

Something as simple as that.

For me… it’s art. I have nothing to gain and nothing to give except for honest experiences- quiet, searching, expressive little stories…. And so give my readers, however scarce they are, a chance to join me in my dream.

It’s enough. For it’s a heart’s desire. It will serve.