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“I’ll revert back.” —The Terminator, Indian edition.
The concept of reincarnation was just ancient Indian tech-support advice to “Turn it off, then back on again,” to see if it fixed things.
A Bangalore landlord once told me I shouldn’t potty on the roof. I imagined sicko previous tenants till it occurred to me he meant “party.”
“You, complete me.” —My project, worriedly.
Posturbation (n): The act of "liking" something you yourself posted on Facebook. Ref: WTF?
People who live in Gorilla® Glass houses can throw whatever the fuck they want.
You don’t arrange your wallet currency ascending-order, face-up? Bet you set your TV’s volume on a non-five multiple too, you sick bastard.
A considerable part of the proverbial Indian cynicism and mistrust comes from having to look both ways even while crossing a one-way street.
Not one Middle Easterner noticed I was greeting them with “Salma Hayek!” and “Alyssa Milano!” instead of the usual phrases, for seven years.
Twitter helped me discard traditional news media, but I spend all that saved time reverse engineering headlines from jokes.
There’s a thin line between gory and glory, and it’s called a lower case L.
Award-winning poet, lingerie model, triathlon champ. On the Twitters since 1997. [Disclaimer: Opinions are my own, not Victoria’s Secret’s. RTs = Engorgements.]