The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental.
Especially you Random Girl.
Bitch.
This is a story of boy meets girl.
Hansel the boy is an average guy with the average life, living in a free world but not free in the life he lives. He is not pursuing something he wants to do, but something he has to do. To feed himself, to live.
Summer the girl has not a clue of what she wants from life, but she still wants. She wants to have her way with life, she somehow always has her way with life. She is pretty, pretty and even more so pretty.
Hansel stumbles upon her at his mundane, don't wanna do job; where she has joined in as the new secretary of his boss. Pretty, Pretty and even more so Pretty. How can men be so idiotic, especially the ones with a baffled notion of love. Love Pure Love Unconditional Love Love at first sight, sounds a little girly but a lot of men are like that when it comes to Love. They are helpless, what is often referred to in slang parlance as pussy behaviour . Yes, men act like pussies when it comes to love. (FUUUUUCCCCCCCK!!! mental note)
Hansel likes Summer. Then kicks in the inevitable denial mode, its nothing. There is no attraction. She is not even that into me. Admit it Dickhead you already love her!!!
Now Summer: She does not know what she wants from life, she just wants and she has it. She will go upto him when they are photocopying something and kiss her passionately.
She is with him all the time. They are the typical going around kind of couple.
COUPLE - this is where the problem kicks in. Any usual guy would be under the presumption that they are a couple. Summer does not think so, she is looking for something CASUAL.
Casual does it, nice and slow. She is on his bed, ITS CASUAL. Women - What do they want? Even they don't have a clue. "Come here *kiss* *kiss*".
Some other random time - "You are in MY AIR. Back off!"
WOMEN, WOMEN, WOMEN. AAAAArrrrrghhhhh!!! (Okay enough whining.)
They still continue with their casual relationship.
They are at a bar, a random guy hits on Summer. She tackles it gracefully and gives it back to him in the same manner. He makes snide remarks about Hansel; to him being her boyfriend (He's cute but average). Hansel who was not reacting at all till now suckerpunches him. Hansel too gets a blow.
Later Summer reacts to this by shouting on him for getting involved. Hansel is confused. This isn't CASUAL anymore. He goes away. Later Summer drops by at Hansel's place and makes up for shouting at him **.
Later they break up.
Hansel is as good as dead, he has not been able to survive this breakup. Somehow he gathers himself up. He quits his job and starts looking for a job that he would love to do, and not just do to do!
He walks into her randomly. She is MARRIED. The look on his face says it all.
Summer - "I was just sitting at a Deli and he asked me about the book I was reading, and then the next thing I remember, I got married to him."
"Probably I was never the right girl for you."
Hansel moves on in his life. He is at a job interview, where he meets a girl who is also appearing for the interview. She says "I think I have seen you somewhere." Then she names one of Hansel's favourite places where he and Summer used to hangout. Hansel reacts by saying that he never saw her there. The girl replies "probably you weren't looking."
Hansel: I'm Hansel and what's your name?
The Girl: I'm Autumn.
Hansel gives the BRING IT ON look.
END STORY.
ROLL CREDITS.
To the random girl.
BITCH.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
My First Valentine
I ransacked my memory,
I was on an inspirational spree.
Could not find you anywhere,
Then deep down I saw you, yes you, thee.
Your flirtatious eyes,
Your flowing hair.
Your demanding lips,
Your danglings bare.
What a perfect bod,
You are sizzling hot.
Anything you may ask for, I can only nod,
So what if it’s a ride on the VRSCA V-Rod.
The nectarous carnations,
The 5 stars mellow.
The incarnate carnation,
The perfect fellow.
The name is Dunhill,
The smell is Desire.
The colour is Red,
We’ll set the world on fire.
The flowers are awesome,
Till eternity they shall blossom.
The smell is super awesome,
You are my Buttercup, you are my Blossom.
A flower for every hour,
I’m not the kind who’d take you to a bar.
You thought I’d come in a chauffer driven car,
Just like the fox, the grapes went sour.
A white Gladiola,
From bottom to top.
I’d love you full,
Without a stop.
Bodies intertwined,
We were swaying.
The beauty of the moment,
I could hear the angels praying.
If its true love,
I am always game.
Rinse me in fire,
There’ll be no end to the flame.
I’d fight death for you,
I’ll be your John Constantine.
You, my darling, yes you
Are my first valentine.
Love,
BOOKER
KEEP BOOKING!!!
04/03/2008
P.S: For I, the only other female I took on a date except my mummy!!!
I was on an inspirational spree.
Could not find you anywhere,
Then deep down I saw you, yes you, thee.
Your flirtatious eyes,
Your flowing hair.
Your demanding lips,
Your danglings bare.
What a perfect bod,
You are sizzling hot.
Anything you may ask for, I can only nod,
So what if it’s a ride on the VRSCA V-Rod.
The nectarous carnations,
The 5 stars mellow.
The incarnate carnation,
The perfect fellow.
The name is Dunhill,
The smell is Desire.
The colour is Red,
We’ll set the world on fire.
The flowers are awesome,
Till eternity they shall blossom.
The smell is super awesome,
You are my Buttercup, you are my Blossom.
A flower for every hour,
I’m not the kind who’d take you to a bar.
You thought I’d come in a chauffer driven car,
Just like the fox, the grapes went sour.
A white Gladiola,
From bottom to top.
I’d love you full,
Without a stop.
Bodies intertwined,
We were swaying.
The beauty of the moment,
I could hear the angels praying.
If its true love,
I am always game.
Rinse me in fire,
There’ll be no end to the flame.
I’d fight death for you,
I’ll be your John Constantine.
You, my darling, yes you
Are my first valentine.
Love,
BOOKER
KEEP BOOKING!!!
04/03/2008
P.S: For I, the only other female I took on a date except my mummy!!!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
The Girl In White
Fear in her eyes,
her messed up hair.
She stood alone in the barren lands,
unheard, uncared.
Her voice so was dull,
you just couldn't hear.
Her actions suggested,
to her, life wasn't fair.
The fury, the anger,
all in despair.
How would it feel,
thrown out of your very own lair?
She wanted to ask why?
She knew it wasn't right.
She felt like hitting herself.
Why did she go down without a fight?
She felt she had lost.
No hope, no respite,
and there she stood in the sand,
the girl in white.
Gudju(read: my sister) called me up one night when I was in Kota, preparing for IIT-JEE.
G: Bhai, kal ek poem deni hain yaar school mein koi competition hain.
H: Kyuu?
G: Compulsary hain
H: toh...
G: Bhai likh de naa tujhe toh thodi hi der lagegi....
H: Gudj kal test hain mera beta.
G: Bhai plz........le main Parku(read: my brother) ko phone de rahi hoon....woh likh lega.........
I had a picture postcard on my table from mocha.........
Next three minutes...Parku wrote as I spoke.........and after three minutes we had THE GIRL IN WHITE !!!
her messed up hair.
She stood alone in the barren lands,
unheard, uncared.
Her voice so was dull,
you just couldn't hear.
Her actions suggested,
to her, life wasn't fair.
The fury, the anger,
all in despair.
How would it feel,
thrown out of your very own lair?
She wanted to ask why?
She knew it wasn't right.
She felt like hitting herself.
Why did she go down without a fight?
She felt she had lost.
No hope, no respite,
and there she stood in the sand,
the girl in white.
Gudju(read: my sister) called me up one night when I was in Kota, preparing for IIT-JEE.
G: Bhai, kal ek poem deni hain yaar school mein koi competition hain.
H: Kyuu?
G: Compulsary hain
H: toh...
G: Bhai likh de naa tujhe toh thodi hi der lagegi....
H: Gudj kal test hain mera beta.
G: Bhai plz........le main Parku(read: my brother) ko phone de rahi hoon....woh likh lega.........
I had a picture postcard on my table from mocha.........
Next three minutes...Parku wrote as I spoke.........and after three minutes we had THE GIRL IN WHITE !!!
Friday, May 16, 2008
A Friendly tiff!
"A" is a very good friend of mine and has turned a poet lately.
Some conversations, highly inciting!
Please note the poems have been conjured within minutes to get back at each other.
A:
Sniff sniff smelled Bow wow, as he is named
Poetry has emotions which cant b tamed
Need to hv love, hate, force to decieve
U mite get fooled, it aint easy to percieve
Competition blinds u from true emotion
No war bt love, u can't force
Ders no love potion
Seen d poetic giants nd d literary freaks
Can't keep it simple
Without large vocab nd bookish leaks
Don't know literary ton or 'booker'ish punn
Bt I can't leave till its done
wat words can't end
Will end a gun!!!!!!
P.s. No offense, it ws jus for fun!!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
Encore. Encore
My words jus hv feelings which pour
No bounds, no refrains
All d restrain I tore!!!
For weed der aint no need
I can't get high on music either
Bt love is a force, need to let it flow
For whom u mite not kno, bt will make d heart glow!!!
In my case though
Even I don't know!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
Poet is nt me
Faces I can't see
Sittin in d summer heat
I try to figure out my destiny.
Pure fr sure,v call it love
Seem to b like a dove
Fly so high to d distant sky
Wil b in my reach before I die
People come ppl go
sum friend sum foe
Each one a star in d sky
Is it truth or a lie?
Some drink
Some smoke
Stuff u hv is no joke
Life is urs,u'll hv to mend
Else nanavati ICU is where u will end!
Simple as can b
Things all can see
No illusion
No confusion
Life we know, is for a reason
Things I see
Things I rite
May open ur heart nd ur site
And u'll too see the distant lite!!!!
(Mat the 13th, 2008)
A: (After the Jaipur Blasts, may the 13th, 2008.R.I.P!)
Rest in peace to all who lost their lives,
And we will support all the lucky ones who survived!!!!
Bloodshed, pain and destruction,
Love and compassion bcame victims of abduction
IPL in its distinctive glory'
Jaipur streets mourn a different story
Peace n humanity seem to b only in dreams
Hw can v ignore d echoing screams!!!!
End with a gun
Was jus a pun
Dint no it b so true
Blood filled streets where v once grew!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
Note: This was just a taste of how beautiful a poet "A" is.
Now on its Jugalbandi!
H:
mf u r too good.("A")..
and "Y" its not a joke ........I survived!!!
-h
t10
t, a b
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
All my friends thanx a ton
Bt it won't end till m done
No special power
No intelectual tone
My words r deep emotions
Which my heart moan!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
Frends turn into foe
By individuals who cnsidr world a hoe
Fake coolness n funky talk
Do u even remember d last time u had a friendly walk?
Callin words nd fakin voice
We can't hear it
For us its jus noise
If frends u seek
U need to change rader callin oders freak
Ur attitude belong on a restrictd shelf
Try findin n becomin ur real self!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
H:
"A" thanks a ton....but it is not me any more,it is you guys, i try, but you guys just kill it everytime.
You may say no offence,
but really is that your best defence.
I may be the spark,
you be the fuel.
The fire fiend,
but I still called you a friend.
you may be super cool
believe I am not a fool.
you might be jupiter or juno,
remember always it shall be me, the numero uno.
god bless!!!
I will not say no offence, cause believe me there is none.
- hal
t10
t, a b
(May the 14th, 2008)
A:
My bad
I no its sad
Miss d fun v once had
Celestial charm I mite not knoe
Round is d way this earth go
Ever took time to hear d wind blow?
Guess not
'KATORAS' u bore, made frends u nvr know!!
Who dint help u , wt did u try
Calling ppl names, ignoring der cry
I messed our frendship
Cos I say wat I feel
Ppl think a lot n always kneel
Its k, I take d blame
Bt u must kno...... Its not me who's lame!!!!!!!
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
I might be lame,
I never tried for fame.
I played, I won the game.
Fair and square, no shame!
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 14th, 2008)
I:
word war 1
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
hahahahahaha
I'd love to be germany,
I wouldn't call you honey.
Cause it is where my allegiance lie,
atleast I'm not somebody who lies!
I may not sound funny,
eat me half-fry.
I may wince, cry;
but I stand straight my head held high!
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 14th, 2008)
A:
Bfore I react I rather die
Truth seems lie to d faded eye
Beauty n d beast is here in d makin
Friendly vows r urs fr d takin
No apology no disgrace
Say wt u may, I will embrace
I know its jus a waste of time
Hope one day ull c d friendly sign
No use arguing , it hardly matter
Live ur fantasy life , if it makes u feel btr!
U do wt u want.. Its n open highway
Asphalt is burnin.. N I'll roll it my way!!!!!!!
(May the 14th, 2008)
I:
strong emotions can bring out such awesome poetry! must keep prodding and poking u guys at regular intervals ;)
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
had you meant it,
then you are already dead.
Beauty remains untouched,
the beast well fed.
friendly vows are mine for the taking,
believe me my friend this time you are the one who's faking!
What ever I give you, you may embrace,
What did thou give me, lest disgrace.
I was just walking, you started the race.
Head shot, left a hole in the face.
You are missing the same thing,
that misses my eye.
I called you a friend,
Hence I had to cry.
To the world you may seem like a star,
believe me victory seems far.
People think you are still Jupiter or Juno.
What they still forget, who's numero uno?
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 14th, 2008)
A:
Numero uno, u'll always b
No1s behind u, dis u must c!
Hv seen tears, hv heard cries
Were u to blame or ur psychodelic highs?
Farewell my friend wid u m thru
None is lie each word is tru
Time and fate will fill up d hole
May god hv mercy on ur soul!!!
(May the 14th,2008)
H:
All this was fake,
my last hope.
may all of us rise in the wake,
Neither me nor you are the pope.
Was it worth it,
was it right?
be it me or my psychedelic high.
I remember those days,
my balls swollen,
i still didnt cry,
coz it was a friend who said hi.
The messages meant each word they were,
i hope the bad ones fade, but the good ones hear.
This is one final say,
it is still sunshine
lets make hay.
u say you're through, but i am not.
will u say yes to the hand that was lost.
I extend my arms,
as wide as creed.
Lets be together,
I hope this time you pay some heed.
- a true friend
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
You always said
you were straight.
why all this trouble?
where is the haste?
The world can't see straight.
Turn on the lights,
why leave it to fate?
As long as it was hate,
you were fast, my mate.
When I extend my hand,
why do you say its your land?
Once more I try,
without a howl or cry.
The ball comes rolling into your court,
I have to go to sea, come fast, I wait at the port.
- A true friend.
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
You still don't get it,
it just doesn't fit.
come on on do your bit,
my hand is extended register a hit.
The world says I am farce,
I don't give a fuck.
When you say the same,
the memories pluck.
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 15th, 2008)
A:
Mr halayudh aka t10
U'l get d answer bt I can't say wen
Dn mind me I've gone insane
Tears got dissolved in stormy rain
My heart seem bonded in a nostalgic chain
Let time pass on dis wicked lane
Someday some1 will ease dis pain!!!!
(May the 15th, 2008)
A:
N HALLU followin goes out to u
Aftr a stormy night
D day cums up bright
No need of a fightCoz
everythings gonna b alright!!!!
(18 hours ago)
H:
I didn't reply i just made this post!
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
God Bless us All!
Henri Fayol's Fourteenth Principle:
"Esprit de Corps"(Team Spirit)
We at 55 say it in another way
Some conversations, highly inciting!
Please note the poems have been conjured within minutes to get back at each other.
A:
Sniff sniff smelled Bow wow, as he is named
Poetry has emotions which cant b tamed
Need to hv love, hate, force to decieve
U mite get fooled, it aint easy to percieve
Competition blinds u from true emotion
No war bt love, u can't force
Ders no love potion
Seen d poetic giants nd d literary freaks
Can't keep it simple
Without large vocab nd bookish leaks
Don't know literary ton or 'booker'ish punn
Bt I can't leave till its done
wat words can't end
Will end a gun!!!!!!
P.s. No offense, it ws jus for fun!!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
Encore. Encore
My words jus hv feelings which pour
No bounds, no refrains
All d restrain I tore!!!
For weed der aint no need
I can't get high on music either
Bt love is a force, need to let it flow
For whom u mite not kno, bt will make d heart glow!!!
In my case though
Even I don't know!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
Poet is nt me
Faces I can't see
Sittin in d summer heat
I try to figure out my destiny.
Pure fr sure,v call it love
Seem to b like a dove
Fly so high to d distant sky
Wil b in my reach before I die
People come ppl go
sum friend sum foe
Each one a star in d sky
Is it truth or a lie?
Some drink
Some smoke
Stuff u hv is no joke
Life is urs,u'll hv to mend
Else nanavati ICU is where u will end!
Simple as can b
Things all can see
No illusion
No confusion
Life we know, is for a reason
Things I see
Things I rite
May open ur heart nd ur site
And u'll too see the distant lite!!!!
(Mat the 13th, 2008)
A: (After the Jaipur Blasts, may the 13th, 2008.R.I.P!)
Rest in peace to all who lost their lives,
And we will support all the lucky ones who survived!!!!
Bloodshed, pain and destruction,
Love and compassion bcame victims of abduction
IPL in its distinctive glory'
Jaipur streets mourn a different story
Peace n humanity seem to b only in dreams
Hw can v ignore d echoing screams!!!!
End with a gun
Was jus a pun
Dint no it b so true
Blood filled streets where v once grew!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
Note: This was just a taste of how beautiful a poet "A" is.
Now on its Jugalbandi!
H:
mf u r too good.("A")..
and "Y" its not a joke ........I survived!!!
-h
t10
t, a b
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
All my friends thanx a ton
Bt it won't end till m done
No special power
No intelectual tone
My words r deep emotions
Which my heart moan!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
A:
Frends turn into foe
By individuals who cnsidr world a hoe
Fake coolness n funky talk
Do u even remember d last time u had a friendly walk?
Callin words nd fakin voice
We can't hear it
For us its jus noise
If frends u seek
U need to change rader callin oders freak
Ur attitude belong on a restrictd shelf
Try findin n becomin ur real self!!!
(May the 13th, 2008)
H:
"A" thanks a ton....but it is not me any more,it is you guys, i try, but you guys just kill it everytime.
You may say no offence,
but really is that your best defence.
I may be the spark,
you be the fuel.
The fire fiend,
but I still called you a friend.
you may be super cool
believe I am not a fool.
you might be jupiter or juno,
remember always it shall be me, the numero uno.
god bless!!!
I will not say no offence, cause believe me there is none.
- hal
t10
t, a b
(May the 14th, 2008)
A:
My bad
I no its sad
Miss d fun v once had
Celestial charm I mite not knoe
Round is d way this earth go
Ever took time to hear d wind blow?
Guess not
'KATORAS' u bore, made frends u nvr know!!
Who dint help u , wt did u try
Calling ppl names, ignoring der cry
I messed our frendship
Cos I say wat I feel
Ppl think a lot n always kneel
Its k, I take d blame
Bt u must kno...... Its not me who's lame!!!!!!!
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
I might be lame,
I never tried for fame.
I played, I won the game.
Fair and square, no shame!
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 14th, 2008)
I:
word war 1
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
hahahahahaha
I'd love to be germany,
I wouldn't call you honey.
Cause it is where my allegiance lie,
atleast I'm not somebody who lies!
I may not sound funny,
eat me half-fry.
I may wince, cry;
but I stand straight my head held high!
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 14th, 2008)
A:
Bfore I react I rather die
Truth seems lie to d faded eye
Beauty n d beast is here in d makin
Friendly vows r urs fr d takin
No apology no disgrace
Say wt u may, I will embrace
I know its jus a waste of time
Hope one day ull c d friendly sign
No use arguing , it hardly matter
Live ur fantasy life , if it makes u feel btr!
U do wt u want.. Its n open highway
Asphalt is burnin.. N I'll roll it my way!!!!!!!
(May the 14th, 2008)
I:
strong emotions can bring out such awesome poetry! must keep prodding and poking u guys at regular intervals ;)
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
had you meant it,
then you are already dead.
Beauty remains untouched,
the beast well fed.
friendly vows are mine for the taking,
believe me my friend this time you are the one who's faking!
What ever I give you, you may embrace,
What did thou give me, lest disgrace.
I was just walking, you started the race.
Head shot, left a hole in the face.
You are missing the same thing,
that misses my eye.
I called you a friend,
Hence I had to cry.
To the world you may seem like a star,
believe me victory seems far.
People think you are still Jupiter or Juno.
What they still forget, who's numero uno?
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 14th, 2008)
A:
Numero uno, u'll always b
No1s behind u, dis u must c!
Hv seen tears, hv heard cries
Were u to blame or ur psychodelic highs?
Farewell my friend wid u m thru
None is lie each word is tru
Time and fate will fill up d hole
May god hv mercy on ur soul!!!
(May the 14th,2008)
H:
All this was fake,
my last hope.
may all of us rise in the wake,
Neither me nor you are the pope.
Was it worth it,
was it right?
be it me or my psychedelic high.
I remember those days,
my balls swollen,
i still didnt cry,
coz it was a friend who said hi.
The messages meant each word they were,
i hope the bad ones fade, but the good ones hear.
This is one final say,
it is still sunshine
lets make hay.
u say you're through, but i am not.
will u say yes to the hand that was lost.
I extend my arms,
as wide as creed.
Lets be together,
I hope this time you pay some heed.
- a true friend
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
You always said
you were straight.
why all this trouble?
where is the haste?
The world can't see straight.
Turn on the lights,
why leave it to fate?
As long as it was hate,
you were fast, my mate.
When I extend my hand,
why do you say its your land?
Once more I try,
without a howl or cry.
The ball comes rolling into your court,
I have to go to sea, come fast, I wait at the port.
- A true friend.
(May the 14th, 2008)
H:
You still don't get it,
it just doesn't fit.
come on on do your bit,
my hand is extended register a hit.
The world says I am farce,
I don't give a fuck.
When you say the same,
the memories pluck.
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
(May the 15th, 2008)
A:
Mr halayudh aka t10
U'l get d answer bt I can't say wen
Dn mind me I've gone insane
Tears got dissolved in stormy rain
My heart seem bonded in a nostalgic chain
Let time pass on dis wicked lane
Someday some1 will ease dis pain!!!!
(May the 15th, 2008)
A:
N HALLU followin goes out to u
Aftr a stormy night
D day cums up bright
No need of a fightCoz
everythings gonna b alright!!!!
(18 hours ago)
H:
I didn't reply i just made this post!
- halayudh
tornado10
tornado, always bravado!
God Bless us All!
Henri Fayol's Fourteenth Principle:
"Esprit de Corps"(Team Spirit)
We at 55 say it in another way
none of US is as strong as ALL of US!
- @#!@$==booker==@#!@$
Monday, May 12, 2008
Entropy Infinite!
ENTROPY INFINITE
Entropy refers to the "degree of randomness", and infinite of course means something immeasurably great, boundless, unlimited - INFINITE.
Hence my blog's name entropyinfinite, because i am random.
Being predictable is as good as being DEAD.
Please note I use "as good as", just in case for those people who would want to take my case on this one.
On my blog the entries I make, will be on various topics, I don't even know how random I am going to be. Had I known it the essence would have been lost.
I hate hypocrites and people who plagiariase.
Hence if nobody's name is mentioned after any thought then it can be considered as strictly mine.(There may be a case in which I do not remember the person who quoted, it will be left unnamed.)
I always believe in quoting the person's name who quoted the quote initially rather than saying it is mine, its for the love of the language.
I prefer the Queen's English, since nothing in this world is constant except change I sometimes use "Guy " for "Lad".
I am a little Shakesperean in approach, hence I may be so as to say "Melodramatic".
I have always been highly criticised so I hope there shall be no change in order.
My writings shall be the fire and your comments shall be the fuel.
"I never try to be, therefore I am."
- @#!@$==booker==@#!@$
Entropy refers to the "degree of randomness", and infinite of course means something immeasurably great, boundless, unlimited - INFINITE.
Hence my blog's name entropyinfinite, because i am random.
Being predictable is as good as being DEAD.
Please note I use "as good as", just in case for those people who would want to take my case on this one.
On my blog the entries I make, will be on various topics, I don't even know how random I am going to be. Had I known it the essence would have been lost.
I hate hypocrites and people who plagiariase.
Hence if nobody's name is mentioned after any thought then it can be considered as strictly mine.(There may be a case in which I do not remember the person who quoted, it will be left unnamed.)
I always believe in quoting the person's name who quoted the quote initially rather than saying it is mine, its for the love of the language.
I prefer the Queen's English, since nothing in this world is constant except change I sometimes use "Guy " for "Lad".
I am a little Shakesperean in approach, hence I may be so as to say "Melodramatic".
I have always been highly criticised so I hope there shall be no change in order.
My writings shall be the fire and your comments shall be the fuel.
"I never try to be, therefore I am."
- @#!@$==booker==@#!@$
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