Hilarious paradox...at least for me.


As many of you know, I have a chronic disorder- unnamed yet, but from what I have found, quite
 prevalent. I just can't resist a good book. :)
Anyways I came across a rather curious piece of text and would like all of you to read it:

"By using or reading any part of this PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm
etext, you indicate that you understand, agree to and accept
this "Small Print!" statement. If you do not, you can receive
a refund of the money (if any) you paid for this etext by
sending a request within 30 days of receiving it to the person
you got it from. If you received this etext on a physical
medium (such as a disk), you must return it with your request."

Just made me wonder about the paradox of informing a person that by reading this text, he/she agrees to and accepts something. C'mon people, what if the person does'nt agree?


There was a time
I worked in a gold mine,
toiling hard through the day
sleping harder at night
earning my daily bread
and a bottle of wine.

Then one day
stumbled upon a diamond did I
held it against
my puny lamp's eye
and gaped awestruck,
at the bedazzling light.

No sleep that night
as I pondered upon
what was writ for me
on the sands of time.

Worthless for sure, I assumed.
No golden sparkle could I find.
Precious nevertheless,
held me mesmerised.
I treasured it the most
kept it near my heart.
Lose it I would not
it was mine, it was mine...

Life went on
as it had in the past
albeit with a difference.
Merry was my soul
tranquil my mind
Heart brimming with
a warmth deep inside.

Started appreciatin'
ye mother nature,
her fresh smells and merry sounds
wafting through the shaft
to my working ground.

I saw the yellow sun,
purple haze and the blue sky
Heard the melodious sparrow
singing merrily on a
beautiful birch aisle.
I smelled the soil,
the greens and the mire,
all by lusting upon
this work of art, my pride.

Alas! Vile villainies
of the finger of fate,
split my breast and ripped my heart
tore me from limb to limb
and took me apart.
It wrested my beauty, my love,
snatched it,
and left me helpless.

Hapless and naked
dragged on did I,
hoping to be reunited,
trusting my chaste love
for the only thing of beauty
ever known have I.

Survived those wretched times
not alone did I.
Had the luscious company
of the days gone by,
of the time when I
had my love and my life
by my side.

It has kept me warm an' bright
and am smiling all the time
feeling that beautiful art of nature
trasured in my heart, in my mind.

When I dream at night
I see the love of my life,
drink its warmth
and lust in its light.
My hands reach out
and caress it right,
the thing of beauty
my personal delight!

And if the face of fate
should indeed upon me smile,
all I want, all I wish
is for my love to be mine.
To hold it in my arms,
to bathe in its light,
and to hold on to it again
with all my might.

Phew! Finally wrote a poem years after my previous one. Hope its upto the standard. It really is a special one and would really like some comments.

See you later.

Wear it, Wear these !

Hey ppl,
Since the World AIDS Day just past, I thought that as a law-abiding citizen of the world, I should do my bit of spreadin' awareness. 

Well getting straight to the point, AIDS or Acquired Immuno..blah blah blah....c'mon, you all know this shit...so here's somethin different:

Probably the best way of avoiding AIDS is protection and that means "USE CONDOMS". Now it is definitely no good if packets gather the sands of time in medical stores while youngsters have unprotected sex just because they are too shy to go and ask for a damn condom. So as an awareness program, people are encouraged to look at this latex piece as a commodity without feeling awkward. Here I provide snaps of a couple of beautiful dresses making the above point.

I think you might have guessed/deduced. If not, both dresses are made entirely of condoms!