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Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
Robert Frost
TTPBM : Same?
Meal?? I dont knw if u consider this as meal but I can make Wada pav. Its maharastrian snack kind of thing
ttpbm - Same?
ttpbm - Same?

thats right.. !!
Meera wrote: "@Abhay...Think lesss plzz:-D:-D:-P"
I second that! :)
I second that! :)
Ttpbm: Which book/movie has resonated with your personal thoughts/feeling?
Chupke chupke, Meet me in St. Louis, etc.
ttpbm - if you could act in a movie, a role that you'd like to play?
ttpbm - if you could act in a movie, a role that you'd like to play?

Matrix!!! Matrix!! Matrix!!! Matrix!!
Matrix Reloaded! Matrix Revolutions! Animatrix!!! God I'm crazy about that movie! :D I love Agent Smith and his dialogue..."
Yea...u look like a Gone-case of Matrix!:-D

Kevin - (around mouthfull of nuts) Hi! Welcome to Nutty World. (swallows) Hi, there. Welcome to Nutty World. We're just crunching our lunch and sending your nuts... uh, Daria, what comes next again?
Daria - Bankruptcy court?
ttpbm: same?
I am thoroughly confused :-P
in answer to my Q, Amy from Gone Girl.
ttpbm - do you have a real life friend with whom you can talk for hours together?
in answer to my Q, Amy from Gone Girl.
ttpbm - do you have a real life friend with whom you can talk for hours together?

There is this nut selling stand that hired two students, Kevin (idiotic jock) and Daria (smart, cynical and witty). The job requires them to work as cashiers with the caveat that they say the following line to every customer:
"Welcome to It's a Nutty, Nutty, Nutty World. We're just nuts about nuts. Crunch nuts with your lunch. Buy them by the bunch. Send them to friends far away to munch."
Failure to do this results in a small fine.

Sorry for answering from here and ther...ur qns are interesting:-D
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BY MAYA ANGELOU
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
@Ginny I love the poem you posted too! Btw, how's your health?!