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.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

More Poetry

Mehfil main yahan
Ishq ki ijjazat nahin
Dil dene ki tumhe himmat nahin
Dard lene ki hamein taqat nahin

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