Involuntarily Uncensored

Friday: 13 November 2009, 8:35 PM . NB : Please mind the brackets (and the nested ones as well (you may find this very unusual... (but who cares…))). I guess the date 13 will help me finish this... I realized this or is just an apprehension (or am I sick with this??). I always wanted to write on some issues (and some pre-thought topics) but never completed. Things were initiated, but I never stumbled upon climax (not also accidentally). The result, I am left with a lot of incomplete *.docx files in “My Documents” of my CQ40. Don’t get distressed with the wildcard characters and the alphanumeric codes. I am into these, so can’t avoid using them.  Ignore them; they are just nothing (really??). Some titles (of the all incomplete ones) sounded Hi-Fi to me (not the technical High Fidelity) viz. “Fictitiously True”, “Dying Utterance – From the Death Bed”, “Smoking Heights” and “And The Likes” (do they really sound so?? Or the titles are just an acute result of my bogus literary nar...

Low rise blues, you made me shy. I do want to soon lose this feeling. And if I could choose a place to die It would be in your cleave. Do you want to see me peek across the gap to you? Do you want to hear me beg you don’t raise it back? I’d gladly do it because I don’t want the view fade away. Give me one more glimpse, please. I don’t want the view fade away. In your cleavage I want to stay. It’s all right, but it’s felt wrong. The way that people treat you baby. Once a girl tried a fight, but she couldn’t come strong. You shouldn’t be another loser. Chorus Chorus Low rise blues, don’t you rise high. I’m sure we’re gonna meet again, And if we do, don’t you be surprised If you find me peeking yet another. Chorus I don’t want the view fade away. Give me one more glimpse, please. I don’t want the view fade away. In your cleavage I long to stay. All Rights Reserved: Roshan Upadhyay, 2009 Just in case you have not heard the Original, from which I got the inspiration, is here: Bell Bottom Bl...