tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post6192486164802519334..comments2023-10-18T16:39:18.628+05:30Comments on ENTROPIA: Hair, TheRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05971092297463289237noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-6849423408215239182008-01-18T21:14:00.000+05:302008-01-18T21:14:00.000+05:30Hairy knees! You are quite wonderful as you are. B...Hairy knees! You are quite wonderful as you are. But if you ever want a change, my clippers and I are at your service. (Hidden agenda: it's cold being the only bald chick in Bangalore.)Without Shadowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10845208543563723233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-60072931847817307562008-01-09T21:22:00.000+05:302008-01-09T21:22:00.000+05:30I came, I saw,I burped. :P"J"I came, <BR/>I saw,<BR/>I burped. :P<BR/><BR/>"J"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-72637259655796107922007-12-22T07:30:00.000+05:302007-12-22T07:30:00.000+05:30i remember srying my heart out during my mundan. d...i remember srying my heart out during my mundan. dunno why - perhaps the seeming violence to a four year old of elders congregating in a masive ritual to target the harmless sprout on your head.<BR/><BR/>my sis had thick wavy hair - that she could never get over. she tried the katora-cut, pig-tail, pony-tail, curling irons - and now finally has rested on the fashionable straights.<BR/><BR/>pity.Bland Spicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18118881822892452579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-24494463305750356092007-12-19T01:41:00.000+05:302007-12-19T01:41:00.000+05:30erm...is monolith comparing you to a tree? and you...erm...is monolith comparing you to a tree? and your friend knows not what s/he was about to do. throw some poor hairdresser in some fancy salon into nervous depression, no less.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-16487703083372608092007-12-17T18:38:00.000+05:302007-12-17T18:38:00.000+05:30One pencil in the hair is worth three in the bush ...One pencil in the hair is worth three in the bush (Espcially when ur a writer)And thereby, with all the aplomb that is deserving of sanctimonious bullshit, i wish to proclaim to you: Count your blessings Rae. :DDredgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15369713488219062707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-92044167338474959432007-12-17T12:31:00.000+05:302007-12-17T12:31:00.000+05:30I've never really been a decent writer (which is w...I've never really been a decent writer (which is why I got into advertising), maybe thats why I really envy such tongue and cheek humor.<BR/><BR/>Some might say and maybe rightly so that you're not the greatest writer, but you're surely one of my fav.The Chosen Rejecthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02057798769023298191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-4936820531114054122007-12-14T23:58:00.000+05:302007-12-14T23:58:00.000+05:30dredger: i found a pencil in my hair today.karish:...dredger: i found a pencil in my hair today.<BR/><BR/>karish: sometimes?<BR/><BR/>mono: ok.<BR/><BR/>sailor: ok.Raehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05971092297463289237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-20597869319085578172007-12-14T21:53:00.000+05:302007-12-14T21:53:00.000+05:30baldness is as highly overrated as them overgrown ...baldness is as highly overrated as them overgrown amazonian tresses of urs!Dredgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15369713488219062707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-9188034134874504232007-12-10T15:58:00.000+05:302007-12-10T15:58:00.000+05:30Sometimes... Life comes a full knot.Sometimes... Life comes a full knot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-79287503374101101412007-12-09T18:12:00.000+05:302007-12-09T18:12:00.000+05:30I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a t...I think that I shall never see<BR/>A poem lovely as a tree.<BR/>A tree whose hungry mouth is prest<BR/>Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;<BR/>A tree that looks at God all day,<BR/>And lifts her leafy arms to pray;<BR/>A tree that may in Summer wear<BR/>A nest of robins in her hair;<BR/>Upon whose bosom snow has lain;<BR/>Who intimately lives with rain.<BR/>Poems are made by fools like me,<BR/>But only God can make a tree.<BR/><BR/> -- Joyce KilmerMonolith...https://www.blogger.com/profile/09769807649583470860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19884756.post-3542517428666933752007-12-09T17:54:00.000+05:302007-12-09T17:54:00.000+05:30heaven save the scissors which try to cut your hai...heaven save the scissors which try to cut your hairthe stygian sailorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14111652720471377986noreply@blogger.com