Are these storks? i am not too sure but incredible picture C. It sure does look like you are again feeding some sense into me, and i am just listening sheepishly!! hehe!! you know you are gonna be an ace photographer( and according to me,and my untrained eyes, you already are!!).
phew!! what a week. saw Rang De Basanti, err an image transduction sequence according to my dear friend Exiled Taranula :-). BTW where are you? your turn to be incommunicado??Come online sometime and we shall discuss the rights of non human animals!!


>> Just finished reading Great Expectaions. Hmmm...I should be critically analysing it, but all i want to do is curlup under the covers and die. i have this overwhelming urge to sob into my pillow and purge myself of all the pain, sickness and heartbreak. My first reaction to anything is always emotional, never 'critical', Blah! how in the world am i going to answer questions about the political and economic state of Victorian England. All i want to write about is how fascinating I find Estella, fear that i would endup like Miss Havisham, want to be a blacksmith and be the God Mother to Joe and Biddy's children. also, about my worst fear, i think i am like Pumble Chook! I do.
The regular reader, i assume, always associates with one of the main protagonists, align her/himself with the most positive figure and get vicarious pleasure out of it. But I, who was born completely retarded and has such a low self image, that as soon as i can figure out the vilest and most contemptible character in a story, i cling to it as my alter ego (does this happen with anyone else? please tell me so that atleast i know that i am not alone). Then what's to become of me with six million novels to read, most of them tragic? i think that by the end of this term i would probably turn manic-depressive and shoot myself. this blog would then be called - 'candead hogwash'. My sense of humour never fails to disappoint me. urrrgh!!