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Let’s talk about puke

A mixture of umpteen substances Eeeeks! Look, how I have managed to lure your psyche with the headline and let your balls err…eye balls scroll down this opening verdict. Well, I am so sorry for playing a cheap prank, but what to do-I was left with no option to tick mark, but to grab your flash-light like attention, though we are not really taking about the puke. Nevertheless, we do will talk about the mixture of umpteen puke and puke like substances or worst than puke, as we move along. But before we move on and on and talk about everything under the Milky Way galaxy, I want to make one thing very, very clear: everything we are about to gossip is between you and me, and no one else. Done? … (Ok done! You say). Mmh… where do we start?? All right, for warm up sake, let’s talk about this and that. Why don’t we first talk about two dogs mating on the street and you are shooing away the duo in anticipation? If you feel that is filthy and not worth talking, let’s drop the mating idea-to main...

Enigmatic confessions

(Disclaimer: Everything is evidently coincidental) “Stripping at public places may sometimes prove to be humiliating and uncomfortable but at times it can well put you to fame”. To prove it, Akenito Y Awomi takes you for a worthless yet adorning ride in a chariot, drawn by four stallions, and introduces you to sterile people who are officially declared to be of unsound mind. Being ‘wild’ is not an easy task, as it requires surplus sweat. By ‘wild’, it doesn’t mean of getting yourself engrossed into petty arguments with your neighbour re (concerning) silly reasons. Here, ‘wild’ refers to climbing a razor pole and slide down with exposed body (put a second thought and be afraid). Won’t that be a pretty frightening experience?? That’s for you to decide and have delirium! Washing hands off like Pilate (A Roman procurator of Judea A.D. 26–36, the final authority concerned in the condemnation and execution of Jesus Christ); let’s rewind ourselves further back to Genesis. Long before Cain ...

Comfortably Dirty

Focus and envisage. Now, when you move out, pop your eyes out and maneuver it to the nearest wall, door, window, pole or for that matter on any living or non-living thing that dangles around your ill-fated eyesight, and you’ll notice Tamul ka chuna erratically flounced upon the mentioned objects across your home town. And if at all you have witnessed that unsavory fixation and did nothing to prevent that nasty guy from doing that act or possibly if you were the man in action, then do me a favour- can you uncomfortably grin for half a minute and start digging up a portion of soil (measuring-24 square cm) and plant your void (1.5kb brain) head till it accurately fits that gap and choke yourself to death. Because you deserve to be dealt that way, more so if I happen to come up with any bizarre kind of torturing technique, please be there positively, for am always in an energetic temper to perform more such experimentations. Corresponding to Tamul ka chuna ka story, I have also with me, t...

Airy dreams: shipping on a zeppelin

Prologue: Are you too embarrassed or afraid to talk about life? Do you need some sound advice but don’t know whom to approach? Read on. As a cute little toddler, I was always fascinated by balloons (big or small, whichever), in that case, any matter that was air made me tremble and sing one of the famous song of Mithun Chakraborty, ‘I am a disco dancer…’ However, one doomsday kind made a surprise attack on me. Since then my affinity towards the balloon became quite objectionable, then on I started getting ‘skin’ allergic to even the word ‘BALLOON’. Identical twins: The most mystifying thing that can happen to anyone (excluding homophile community), would be—when you get up early (who cares if you gets up early or not) in the morning you discover that you are not what you are… but the opposite sex (Gulp!!). Therefore, considering “why do underwater farts smell worse than normal ones?” and plumpy Govinda singing ‘Oh partner, do you wanna partner…’ I feel it's high time we begin to li...

Hello Earthlings!!

I am Me. I mean M for Mic and E for Echo. Kidding, Just! Thanks for dropping in and resting your Butt.:-) Welcome aboard. Aken Y.