It's Time For Limey's Favourites

  Jun 27 2008  | Views 100 |  Comments  (6)
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Sulekha plays favourites and Limey stays behind !!!!! This can't be possible anyway ..... Not untill Hell Freezes Over ...
Hence it is revamped, rejuvenated and reloaded. 
And it is a wonderblast from the past....

(Copied from Sup's Blog!)
My name means: Soaked In Blood, Bleached In Lime. Remember The Name Fellas. 

My favourite books are:
Smiley's People ( John Le Carre). Red Dragon (Thomas Harris), Vernon God Litle (DBC Pierre)

My favourite author is: John Le Carre, Cormac McCarthy

My favourite poem is:
I only read poems in Sulekha. And my favourite poems run a long mile. But those who knows, knows it. 

My favourite lines are:
a) If It Is Heavy, It Will Hit Your Toe First.  b) Just because i rock, doesn't mean I'm made of stone. 

My favourite song in English: I could write an entire Blog on this. Hopefully I will. But right now, hang on to the track of Led Zep : Stairway To Heaven. 

My favourite song in Hindi is:
Mil Jaan Se Kabhi by Lucky Ali

My favourite Malayalam song is:
Whadda heck is this !!!! 

My favourite movie is:
Don't ever ask a movie freak what is fave movie is, for he might never answer this. Well... err... Boys Don't Cry !! Leaving Las Vehas !! American Beauty !! Jarhead !! Serendipity !!!

My favourite smell is of:
Chocolate for one, next is the smell on ma gal's neck. That's damn sexy 

My favourite dish:
Anything that has chicken in it !!!! C'mon ... haven't u seen a darn non veg sucker ouddere ??? 

My favourite second food is:
Lamb Steaks with Cheese ( That's a sizzler I get at Yana's !!!)

My favourite colour is:
I'm Blue ... Da Ba Di Da Ba Da 

My favourite second colour:
Fade To Black 

My favourite friend is:
My Music System. My TV. My Books. Sudoku. My CDs. 

My favourite past time is:
Stuffing My Mind With Violent Ideas For My Next Story. And Also Pullin' Ma Gal's Legs. 

My favourite dress is:
Jeans. Short Casual Shirts. Rest of the time I'm in Barmudas. or in my Birthday Suit. 

My favourite quality in others is:
What is this ??? C'mon ... I'm not here to look at others .. I hardly get time from myself... but .. (scratches his head vehemently)... I guess it would be their way to accept me the way I am !!! 

My favourite quality in myself is:
  ummm... Er.... I'm Nice !!!! And Sweet !!!!  ... I'm Good ... No .. I'm GOD !! 

My favourite mantra is – Let's Do it. Let's Roll. It Will Be Done. 

My favourite hero is:
Bob Dylan. 

My favourite dream is:
My Dreams are are basically as violent as my mind, even in unconscious state it never gets over the guns and the bloods ... But My all time fave dream .. ahem .. I kno for a guy it does sound very ... Yucckkkyyy... But .. err... I dream about raisin ma li'l gal ... 

My favourite memory is of the time: It's a flashback of picture postcards from variuous time and space... I guess the times I was with my nephew.. who was just a few months old !!!! And the times when I was with ma gal ... Those are moments I cherish each time ... Like wen I first time saw Angelina Jolie naked !!! 

My favourite 'Aa-ha' moment is when:
For me every moment is a A-Ha baby ... especially wen someone tells me I'm very sweet 

My favourite fantasy is about
– I wanna be a superhero. A scary and Chilling and cold cold superhero.... or just like I want... gimme a sea...sands .. a rockin chair ... and the sun .. and Mojito .. and babes in bikinis !!!! 

My favourite lines penned by me are
And if my fall seems so true to be your pride
Add some more time on my choosing sides .... Thus The Mad Man Spoke ... 
 
I Guess You people also need an excerpt from my favourite poem ... But due to my utter lack of knowledge ... Me's gonna pen down an excerpt from a favourite song .. You as well might call this a poem too .. Coz the man who wrote these .. could be the greatest livin poet in this world .. :: 

Go melt back into the night, babe,
Everything inside is made of stone.
There's nothing in here moving
An' anyway I'm not alone.
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly
An' to come each time you call,
A lover for your life an' nothing more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.


**** Lyrics from It Ain't Me Babe .. by Bob Dylan ******* 
 
 
 
Parting Notes
Current Location: Office .... Freak Me Out 
Current Mood: Pre Historic/ Semi Conscious
Last Music Heard: Busted (Matchbox 20)
Reading: Rolling Stone June issue, page 133. 
Cooking: My brain .. what else d'u expect??? 
Weather: The AC is in full throttle .. making my ears sound like.. Whooooooozzzzz
Observation: They Don't Get Me, Do They ??? 
On mind: Work. Work. Work. Shifting Place. Payments. My Gal. Dinner. Coffe. Shaving. Stinking Armpit. Lotsa stuffs actrually ...

Yeah .. This is fun indeed.. I don't think there's anyone left alone in this game .. but anyone who isn't .. feel free to join .. On my count ... 

Hop On. Bring on the juicebox !!! 

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