What would RTH do?

That is the question.

If I were in a highschool yearbook, they would vote me most likely to die of a lynch mob. That does not prevent me from opening my mouth and serving a warm hearty cup of STFU to people who deserve it. My dark scathing humor will leave no matter of existence untouched. My innocence will touch your soul.

Welcome to a warped world turned inside out and upside down. All sorts of discretion advised.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Poetry

Duniya banane wale ne ki
kaisin hasin gustakhiyan
hum jaise
nacheez
battamiz
hue tehzeeb walon par meherban

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