Monday, November 3, 2008
This is a rare case of dreams speaking to you. I had this surreal dream last night and felt I should share it with all of you as it was about someone so dear to all of you. A personality, who with his disarming salt and pepper beard and a set of immaculate vegetarian teeth, has won over journalists everywhere he goes.
It was about none other than Mr.Oxford.
But, the dream showcased some of the hidden aspects of his personality which most fail to see. My dreams have never followed the linear narrative mode till date. So this one was a phantasmagoria of his ass, beautifully packed into a tight silky-smooth black shorts. The image kept playing on in a loop until I stretched out my hand (in my sleep of course), with the hope of finding a mouse and click ‘exit.’
The casualty of using too much computer.
Friday, August 29, 2008
wakey wakey fellow paparazzis
I have news for you.
Lilli the great, the pocket-size megalomaniac, has got one more feather to his cap. A hip one at that for, he has been asked to go to the land of fashion. Lilli has been busy ever since he got the official order from 'above.' He has been dreaming of walking hand in hand with hot women and sipping sparkling champagne from glasses taller than him. He was even spotted hunting for a foldable ladder that he could take to the land of the eiffel tower. He could then be sure of being captured on camera while standing by the tower.
He has begun shopping for clothes, footwear and stuff. He has already started taking French tuitions and drinking wine instead of water. He walks around with his head held high and talks with a crisp french accent now...
(due to shortage of time, this paparazzi has to rush. Sorry for the inconvenience. Will be continued...)