Thursday, February 25, 2010

How must it feel?

You're sitting in a new dhabha you came across, serving your favorite dish. You roll up your sleeves, and order a plate. There you are, hogging on it, maybe even moving the morsels around inside trying to guess the spices - when comes a giant asteroid from nowhere and you're squashed thinner than a blotting paper; your tongue, in two dimension, still extending towards a bite.

How must it feel for that mosquito I squash sucking on my blood in that brief millisecond?


Pankaj said...

very deep thought......NOT

Bland Spice said...

haha... watching Borat?

Nothing Spectacular said...

haha :-)