I have the post-election fatigue. That's right! Nights of watching FOX news (Jeez, who watches that sh**! you ask). Believe it or not, I do--fascinated by the illusive concept of "FAIR AND BALANCED!" And not to mention Bill O' Reilly, a self-proclaimed independent, dangerously dangling towards the right. I wanted Obama to win if not for any other reason than to see the peroxide blond, cookie-cut anchors like Laura Ingram, Megan Kelly froth at their mouths in apoplectic disbelieve. And the Palin woman's self-righteous rhetoric that exposed her to be a small town-remote state-small time-beauty queen who thought she could bat her eyelashes and wing her way through national politics! May she never rise her queen-beehive hairdo around DC area. The drones who endorsed her are also losing grounds in the Senate. And what's with Arnold's comment on Obama's muscle mass--being governor has certainly increased his fatcontent in his brain. Come to think of it, Republican Governors, all seem to be suffering from diminishing marginal brain utility.
Seriously, I am a Liberal with conservative fiscal tendencies (this line, I stole from a moderate conservative)--Just get out of the war and we'll have economical surplus!
There! Having unleashed my controversial side with an evil glee--I've been Biden my time, he he!--I wanted to say a resounding HI to all!
OK, here is something I came across which brightened my day then and even now: A chain of love letters started by John Galt--Many( including me) jumped in to respond. I can't find the link so I'm posting those that I had saved in my computer.
We have strongly agreed or disagreed usofa's idea of proposing women and
writing love letters. I, however believe that an honestly written letter could
be a letter of proposal.
Here it goes:
Dearest miss abc,
Ever since I saw you I cannot get you out of my mind. You are simply beautiful,
I mean every part of your body oozes prettiness. I like the way you dress and
your mannerisms, they are simply out of the world. It would be a little too
early to tell you that I love you very much, but yes...I like you...I want to
be with you all the time...do you know what I mean?
Your neck is so pretty I just want to go ahead and kiss it, never seen anything
like that. I like your breasts too...they are just perfect, I wonder when I
could see them. I like the way you laugh and the way you talk...even your ever
obscure handwriting seems dear to me.
I had liked you wearing a tank top and I would like you wearing a sari, because
you fit in everything. Soon I would love you...but not before making
love...keep that in mind. We would make love along with Kenny G playing his
saxophone...I guess I can have an orgasm just by thinking about you.
I want to take you to finest eateries in town and buy you things, cos I want
to...and moreover it is also a way to tell you how well off I am. I would flirt
a little with your friends, but that would be momentary, cos I know I would
have to come back to you eventually.
We would have numerous fights in our relationship, not to mention some tears
too...but then these are the factors which would make our relationship
stronger. I can understand after few years that I would not be interested in
you sexually but then there would be some other things to focus on. Such as the
way you caress my hair, the way you look at me, making me a cup of coffee,
feeding me in bed, taking care of me when I am down etc etc. That is then my
dearest, I would fall in love with you.
I knew it... you were obsessed by me and now compelled into writing this
wishful letter. However, despite knowing that you've been fantasizing about me,
I am flattered! Well, to tell you the truth, it's kinda annoying to have this
twitching on my ears and continuous hiccups accompanying me 24/7, eversince
your letter. you see, I am sensitive and you are transparent, which
de-mystifies my concept of infatuation.
Mind you, I appreciate your wanton lust... in print. Text has always created
this boundary of security for me which I would not otherwise get.
Yes, they say I have a neck of a swan but at the end of the neck is a beak that
does not hesitate to bite. Yes, my dear, my pecker's on my face... quick to
rise at any hint of uncouthness from you. Not that I am saying you are, just a
warning. Yes, my dear, I laugh with abandon and my smile is quick, but with
each slanted smile, I will bewitch you.
My tank top is designed to keep off groping hands and my sari hides a lethal
kick. So, before you make love to Kenny G's music, be aware... you may not
survive the the cross hair of my seductive outfit. Next, they might be reciting
"Home they brought the warrior dead". I am picky about my standard
bearers.
Honey, eateries don't turn me on; cooking does. I'd slow roast you like
thanksgiving turkey and smother you in wine. Then I'd giftwrap you and donate
you to salvation army. I'm sure the soldiers would have a feast. I'd even ask
George Bush to hand deliver you to Iraq.
Fights, I mind; banters I don't. you won't need to focus on me sexually, one look
with my karke naja will reduce you to steaming noodles while your heart with
sing with joy. It would be pretty embarrasing for you to board the elevator
with your heart hollaring "~lop, lop me do, you know I lops U, oh
pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez, lops me doooooooooo~~~"
So my dear loper, this is a friendly cautionary note to curtail your obsessive
compulsive habits and find a spot under the local peepal tree and meditate upon
the architecture of your navel.
Your sincere
welwisher! Sitara
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Admin ear Love Reciprocator Wannabe,
It's good to know that I have compelled you to express your deepest feelings.
First, it's writing a letter, next a karke nazar, then who knows? One thing
will surely lead to another, and just thinking about the endless possibilities
makes my head spin.
I am also delighted to lean that the hiccupping is mutual. I now fully believe
Aristotle when he said that love is a single soul occupying two bodies. I have
never drunk so much water to quell the intense hiccups, but every drop was
worthwhile because it reminded me of you.
Yes my dear, I have been fantasizing about your well proportioned and ideally
situated beaker, and I would welcome its rise, especially if it is in my
general direction. Ditto for your bewitching smile.
You entered my thoughts like as a guest, but have now become the host of the
house. Ever since you entered my mind like an adroit secret agent enters a
foreign land on assignment, I have not made love to anyone or anything,
including Kenny G's music. In fact, comparing Kenny G's music to your beauty is
like comparing a crow to the fairness of the Himalayan snow.
Honey, I would relish your slow roasted turkey and wash it down with wine, as
if it were ambrosia handed down from the Gods. Finally, after the dinner, if
you would like to ship me off to Iraq, I would smilingly oblige. But if
you would instead grant me a karke nazar and turn on the melody of my heart, I
would be happy too.
Please do not tell me to suppress my feelings for you, for it would be like
asking a nightingale not to sing, or for asking a peacock not to dance in the
rain. Unfortunately, there are no peepal trees around where I live. I hope the
leafless Maple tree skeleton outside my window is acceptable. When I do sit on
the freezing ground, I would rather meditate on your multidimensional karke
nazar than on my three dimensional navel.
Good night and happy april 1st.
Zalim
Singh
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Admin Dear Goodnight and Happy April 1st:
Loved your genteel reply. Yes, certainly, the possiblities are endless but your
life is too short to explore all of them. Indeed, a pity! As for the head
spinning, is it accompanied by nausea ? hmmm could it be vertigo, perhaps?
Yes, my dear the hiccups were so unbearable that I had to watch Ring 1 and Ring
2. And a recent flashing of Ring 3 scared the daylights out of me and cured my
hiccups, tics, twitches an' all. Don't drink any more water, I beg of you...
leave some for the fish!
My bewitching smile carries a burden of broken hearts; pray do not push do not
push me further into purgatory. I couldn't bear for Fr. Andrew Wa to save my
buring soul. The garden of Eden holds no attraction for me.
Oh No! I had no intentions of inhabiting your house nor your heart. I am a free
spirit haunting the tricky threads of Sajha. Perhaps, you can exorcise me with
Fr. Andrew's cross and bible?! If not, I could wack some sense back into your
dizzy head.... with a peacock's feather of course.
Oh, you have not made love to Kenny G's music in so long? Aha! that explains
your thirst and enumerous gulps of water. Perhaps, a cold shower will cure IT?
How about bottled glacier water from Alaska? ;)
Gentle sire, how brave, how courageous, how foolish! Why would you want to die
for unrequitted love? Yes, I'd rather have you fighting for me than dying for
me! :)
Sire, are you aware you ask for the lethal? one look from my karke nazar will
doom you to eternal confusion. If you are not already befuddled. Gentle Sire,
allow the dust of my memories to settle before you embark upon another
infatuation.
Yours sincerely,
Flattered.
Sitara
P.S. curious about the direction your head spins; clockwise or anticlockwise?
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Dear Flattered,
Speaking of rings, you won't be able to stop watching and admiring the one I
give you. Just make sure you don't trip while walking - keep your eyes on the
road, not on your finger. Oh well, just to make sure you don't fall down, I'll
throw in a nice toe ring too. Wear sandals, summer's here.
Please allow me to have a rendezvous with you. Name the time and place and I
will come with the rings I've promised you. Wary of your karke nazar, I have
invested in a very hi-tech Rayban. The salesperson has assured me that it is
fully capable of blocking all kinds of glares and stares. I hope it works on
you.
I'm still searching for a bottle large enough to trap your free spirit. Have
patience and I shall rein you in.
Thank you for your concern about the head spinning. please don't worry about
me, for i am learning to manage the discomfort. however, your questions have me
concerned whether you befell a similar predicament. i pray, let this not be so.
Indeed, life is too short to be spent hiccupping.
you worry about impending purgatory. Fair lady, what thoughts were you
entertaining when you failed to observe the cardinal commandment "Thou
Shalt Not Steal?" No, forget Fr. Andrew Wa. even the ailing pope may not
be able to save me now. Instead, I will follow the trail of broken hearts to
your doorstep, where you and a peacock's feather can finally do me proper
justice. Alternatively, I can forever play hide and seek in this labyrinth of
Sajha, which you call your virtual home. FYI, forever is a really long time.
Yes my dear, this love has made me brave, courageous, and foolish all at once.
Brave and courageous to pursue you, and perhaps foolish to continue on. Fair
lady, it is not possible to be any more confused, for I am already engulfed in
this amorous chaos of befuddlement. dust settling, you say? the dust would not
settle even if I were to submerge myself in the icy waters of Alaska. But here's a thought. Perhaps I
should move to Alaska and build an igloo shaped like
your heart, and mediate on that karke nazar. Just me and my grief-stricken
thoughts.
Yours truly,
Lovelorn
Zalim Singh
PS: the head spin can be clockwise or counterclockwise, depending on whether
you are looking from above or below, front or back.
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Admin Dear Hypothetically in love Republican:
Alas, I forcast doom in a joint ring venture. Sire, you ride an elephant and I
a mere donkey. Sir, you offer me glitters but all that glitters is not gold. To
reassure you, I've just had a pedicure and a manicure but my frail fingers
can't bear the weight of multifaceted rocks. Yes, it's summer and I wear
thonged sandals that show off my tanned toe cleavage/s! I don't wear toe rings
sire, they give ugly tan lines. Plus nothing gives me more pleasure than
digging my bare naked toes(devoid of any metal) into the therapeutic sand as I
walk barefoot on the beach. The only rock that attract me is the Rock of
Gibraltar from which I would gaze into the Mediterranean as I pen down a haiku or two. Yes,
I can surely, be as moody as the capricious weather which forms there.
For our rendezvous place, I'll meet you atop the stairway to heaven @ zero
hour. And if you do acend the stairs wearing your Rayban, do have a rock
climbing safety device attached to your behind. I fear the Rayban may be of
blackbody radiation, thus rendering you comepletely blind.
The last time I checked, George Bush is using the elusive bottle to capture WMD
in Iraq! My patience reigns supreme, sire.
Nevertheless, I am charmed!
As I look upon the brightness of the twinkling stars, through the darkest of
the night and throught the shining blue moon, your love shines brighter than
anything I have imagined. It is you with whom I wish to look upon forever and
years to come.
Although, this letter of love doesn't convey the message I wish to deliver, it
is far beyond the horizons of falling stars that I want to say, you are loved
by someone who is an emotional human being, sensitive to even the silliest of
hapennings, and one who is very shy to tell u straight in face, that he loves
you.
But, I am bold enough to take you through the life of struggles, love to give
you excitement, full of romance, the moments the pleasure and desires, and a
pinch of solidarity as you wish.
I am a self-confident man, one who accompanies a lot of thoughts, someone who
doesn't like complexity, just take it as it goes, and one who would like to
gain a lot of pride when you are in his arms, thats everything summed up of
what I want.
These two days life span, one wonders and shakens, before it passes right before
us. Everything can be fulfilled in this short life, but sometimes nothing does
to somebody. It haunts when your desires are full of something that you want to
have, rather than what you can get. I can therefore promise you, that I will be
with you as we work our way to the path of our destiny, but I cannot promise
you that I will give you everything you want. That is not withing my grasp.
But please donot be dissapointed. Atleast I can try to give you what you want,
I just don't want to see you being sad when I cannot fulfill the promise.
Therefore, my dearest, you will read the lines today, and you might like it or
you might forget that it is just another letter some crazy man wrote it for you
as many already have. Give thougts to this, and think that sometimes something
really whistles away right before your eyes, before you wish to have it, it
maybe too late.
I wish to have you, and I look forward to hearing your reply.
Stand not at my doorsteps,
for you may not find me waiting;
I shall meet you half way,
and save you more than a mile;
hold not my heart,
into your own keeping;
For you may find it burdensome,
to match the rhythms within the smile.
Wear not my emotions,
for they be far too complex;
hold not the snow in your hands,
for they may seep through your fingers;
catch not my spirit,
for the elusive cannot be contained.
But I will walk with you,
to the land of the midnight sun;
in the plays of light and shadow,
through the diverging wooded path,
though harsh, unrelenting it may be;
But I cannot promise you my future,
For it does not belong to me!
It belongs to the house of death.
Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house in Trigonometric lane. There
I saw you with your cute circular face, conical nose and spherical eyes,
standing in your triangular garden. Before seeing you my heart was a null set,
but when a vector of Magnitude (likeness) from your eyes at a deviation of
theta radians made a tangent to my heart, it differentiated.
My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots, which only you can
solve by making good binary relation with me. The cosine of my love for you
extends to infinity. I promise that I should not resolve you into partial
functions but if I do so, you can integrate me by applying the limits from zero
to infinity. You are as essential to me as an element to a set. The geometry of
my life revolves around your acute personality.
My love, if you do not meet meat parabola restaurant on date 10 at sunset, when
the sun is making an angle of 160 degrees, my heart would be like a solved
polynomial of degree 10.
With love from your higher order derivatives of maxima and minima, of an unknown
function.
Yours ever loving,
Mathematician
Pokhreli
Kancha
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Admin My Beloved Mathematician:
The gravity in your infinite love sucks me into a fathomless black hole. I fear
that I will be reduced to strips of noodles by your density and nuclear
pressures. In addition, I had never predicted that your attraction to me is
solely due to my divine proportions (PHI). Our meeting at a point may at best
be parrallel... which I'm afraid is never! Althoug, you seem well-rounded like
a sphere, I find you more like an equilateral triangle, with three sharp angles
which don't fit my more complicated obtuse-angled scalene nature. I am not
acute!
While your sun sets at an angle of 160 degrees, mine is exactly at high noon.
Our geographical coordinates don't match neither do our stars. My astrologer
stated that our (your and mine) planets allign in one straight line which could
have a dominoes effect on the gravitational pull. So, please allow me to resume
my lunch in the West, while you watch the Sundial in the East.
Long time! I must have missed the original thread but what a piece of art! :) Very funny stuff. Thanks for breaking the dry spell of creativity seen of late on Sajha.
Sandhurst Lahure -
Yo! How's it going? Don't even know where to begin - hope things are going well and life is treating you good.
Flips -
And I thought you had taken on another life form but good to see you! :)
It's all good--in fun and banter, hoina--esp. typos n' all!!
Hi Uptowngal--It's great to see you! You must be all grownup n' all ;) It's been so long!
Hi Nails--Are you still haunting the chatroom?
Mysteryman--You still haven't figured out who you are?! ;)
Eowyn--Frankly my dear I do give a damn! (to see you again--Sajha sure is getting curiouser and curiouser these days).
Flipflop--You are right, Galt, Zalim Singh, Frost, Republican, Svengali...they all were fabulous. Are they still around? Hey it's wonderful to see you.
Aloof, good observation--vets crawling out of the woodwork hoina? hehe!
Sandhurst--Was reading your comment about life in another thread. "Life comes at you fast!!!" hoina? So, are you still at Dover Beach?
Captain, you old blistering barnacles, how goes it? Is the Cafe stll operative or have you declared bankruptsy? Used to love the guff sup there.
Rythm, haven't read your stories lately but it's great to see you here. How's school?
I wonder where are Loote,da Vick Reject, Sunny Dev, Sumoff, Deep ji--My namashkar to all-dui haath jorera.
एउटा साथी ले , "ए, दीप -- सिताराको लभ लेटर आ छ--आईज" भन्यो। हुर्धुराएर साझाँ आ त लभ लेटर आ त हो रे छ तर मलाई लेख्या हैन रे छ -- जे को डर थ्यो त्यही भए छ -- बोरै भो नी --
अनि Rythm देखेर पनि डर डर लाग्छ भन्या अचेल त -- डर लाग्दो बिषयबस्तुमा कलम कुदाको देखि रा छु अचेल -- अब यहाँ सिताराका त्यत्रा औधी लभ लेटरमा भा अनेक कुराहरु छोडेर "भोलीको ठेगान छैन कुन बेला सिल्टिम्मुर खाएर सिताराम हुन्छ" भनेको चै मन परो अरे। ए राम नी! ---
Sitara di, Done with shool... waiting again to join school :)
Deep jyu, Hajur ko writing ko ekdam charcha suneko thiye, but I am not good at all in reading devnagari lipi.. . I wish you would write in english too! Ani ma sanga na daraye hunchha.. I am not all tht darr lagdo in real :D
मेरी मनकी रानी, हुन त म त्यो गाई खाने भाषामै भन्न चाहन्थे 'I love u baby' 'भनेर तर तिम्रो त्यो नेपाली साहित्य प्रतिको मोह देखेर, आज नियम बिपरित हिड्दै छु, तिम्रो लागि जाबो एती सानो काम पनि गर्न नसकुला र म? My Dear Honey, अर्थात मेरी हृदयकी मह (त्यो मदनकिस्न र हरिबन्श होइन नि फेरी) तिमी र म कहिले बिहे गर्ने, नढाटिकिन भन्नु पर्दा मलाई तिम्रो पोइ भनेर सबैको अगाडि चिनिनु मन लागेको छ। नलागोस पनि कसरी, त्यो तिम्रो सलल बगेको कपाल अनी त्यही पछाडि पुतलिको आकार भएको क्लिपले च्यापप समाएको देख्दा त जो कोही पनि फत्र फत्र भएर भुइमा पछारी हाल्छ नि। अनी त्यो क्लिपले तिम्रो रेशमी कपाल समाये जस्ताइ तिमीलाई अङालोमा बेर्न मन लागेको छ, कहिल्यै नफुस्कने गरी।
मेरी मनकी रानी, तिमी किन एती बिघ्न राम्री भाकी ह? तिमी कहा स्वर्ग बाट झरेकी अप्सरा जस्ती अनी म कन्हाको ओम पुरी जस्तो तर पनि मन मुटु साटिएपछी कसको के लाग्दो रहेछ र, अनुहार हाम्रो नमिलेपनी तिमीलाई जीवनभरी खुशी र सुखी राखुला। हुन त तिम्रो तालुखुइले बाउ पनि P P U(पोल्दा पोल्दाइ उछिट्ट्टियको) जस्ताइ छ तर पनि हेर न हेमा मालिनी भन्दा राम्री बुढी पाको रहेछ।
मेरी धड्कन, तिमीलाई कहिलेकाही लाग्दो हो म जस्तो अल्लारे सँग बिहे गरेर कतै जिन्दगी बरबाद हुने त होइअन भनेर? त्यस्तो होइन मेरी प्रिया, मेरो धड्कन, हाम्रो मायाको खातिर बिहे भएको ८ महिना २५ दिनमा एउटा घोर्ले छोरो छोरो पाउन सकिन भने मात्र तिमीले मेरो मायामा शन्का गर्नु, किनकी तिमी नै मेरो सबै थोक हौ मेरो मन, मेरो मुटु, मेरो कलेजो, मेरो फोक्सो, अनी अरु त के के हो के के ....तिमी छौ अनी पो त म छु।
तिमी बिना म साच्चिकै भर्खरै मरिहाल्छु, यो पापी संसारमा मेरो पिर ब्यथा, मर्म, दु:ख पिडा अनी (ब्यान्क ब्यालेनस )बुझ्ने तिमी नै त हौ।
डार्लिङ, अहिलेको लागि यही रोक्छु तर मेरो माया यो छोटो पत्र जस्तो होइन, म तिम्रै लागि बांचेको छु अनी मर्नै परे तिम्रै लागि मर्छु, एदी तिमीलाई विश्वाश लाग्दैन भने भोली साँझ ५ बजे सुन्धारामा आउनु, हाम्रो मायाको लागि म आफ्नो बली त्यै चढाउला, धरहारा बाट हाम फालेर।
म तिम्रो मायालु पत्रको जवाफ कुरेर बसी राख्छु है
अनी जाने बेलामा तिम्रो त्यो स्वर्गको परी भन्दा राम्रो अनुहारलाई मेरा यि हातले समाउदै तिम्रो निधारमा एउटा मायालु चुम्बन दिन मन लाग्यो।
don't really know any of you personally. but boy!this thread indeed looks like a high school reunion. where in the world you guys come up with such flattering words?? makes me feel so unromantic! i better do some research on how to vamp up my love life. thanks so much all the veterans. was a good time spent in sajha!!
Lau, sitara di's baccccccccck!!! what a pleasant surprise!!! somebody pinch me or if it's dream, lemme sleep for more hahaha...:P..good to see you after a loooong hiatus! (although you were always in my heart and on my mind re ke ajha chepaaro paardai LOL :P)
Hi SL! BLIMEY! how goes it? how's the 17-par-course coming up lately? i recorded my best score recenly: "2 under par" and i felt like "tiger" for a while hahaha:D...hope all's well..
hi captain-da-killer, rythm neicy, nerdy flips, uptown buini, mystery, nails, poonte, eowyn, amazing, deep, katilyn and all...wow it feels like home again!!!! MUMMMYYY!!! <===khushiko aaunshu :P
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Are Nepalese cheapstakes?
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wanna be ruled by stupid or an Idiot ?
MAGA denaturalization proposal!!
Nepali Psycho
advanced parole
seriously, when applying for tech jobs in TPS, what you guys say when they ask if you have green card?
How to Retrieve a Copy of Domestic Violence Complaint???
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. I wish you would write in english too! Ani ma sanga na daraye hunchha.. I am not all tht darr lagdo in real :D
<===khushiko aaunshu :P