16 March, 2009

1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die

I was randomly browsing Shelfari... one of my favourite sites when it comes to books and I came across this book...

1001 Books You Must Read Before You Die


How cool is this!?! Apparently the books have been handpicked by a team of international critics and literary luminaries. Each entry is accompanied by an authoritative yet opinionated critical essay describing the importance and influence of the work in question. Also included are publishing history and career details about the authors, as well as reproductions of period dust jackets and book designs.
For a quick look at the list... go here...

Now I am off to striking of the books I have read from the list :) Maybe you should do the same too.

17 December, 2008

cry today...

when you are sad and low
when you don't know where to go

when you feel you're all alone
with no shoulder to cry on

hope little girl
hope

hope that tomorrow will be better
and cry today
'cause it is okay to cry too

28 April, 2008

The Dark Horse has Won the Race

So... I had to write a poem / story / article or just about anything using all the below mentioned words... for a job interview. After four failed attempts.... I finally wrote the following poem...

Mosquito / girlfriend / smoking / mad as a hatter / teddy bear / gang of girls / bouquet / laptop / sunflower / dark horse / diamond / ghost


The Dark Horse has Won the Race
The dark horse has won the race

The rookie was never to give chase
He proved all wrong, without brace
He waits to give his girlfriend, a warm embrace
The dark horse has won the race

She holds the bouquet, full of grace
She watches the gang of girls, footrace
Their memory buried of all the disgrace
The dark horse has won the race

They are mad as a hatter, trying to capture
Wanting to remember, the day forever
The smoking paper, the playful caper
The non-stop jabber, the mad masker
All let him remember
The dark horse has won the race

He is feeling lighter
Watching the mosquito lither hither
The ghost of failure, no longer he fear
The euphoria, he wants to persevere
For the first time this December
The dark horse has won the race

The day has ended, he is aware
As the sunflower turn east where
His triumph extends like a diamond’s glare
The pictures on the laptop show the fun fair
He hugs his little boy and his teddy bear
Glad that finally, the dark horse has won the race