Moment to Moment
While coming back you carried the jungle along it seems.
:-) got your lift report.
ehh?? I dont see any relation between the post , arun's comment and your reply.I am most lost with this haiku .
Oh..and congratulations on the impending arrival of your grandson/daughter!!Just saw the post..been away from blogosphere for a while!
Gymnast, we can also communicate with one another using just gestures of the hand and facial muscles. But, here you are right in being baffled. Arun now has my phone number. From Mangalore he sent me an SOS SMS to Trivandrum yesterday asking me to rescue him from a lift in which he got trapped yet again. I kept mum. Some fool, it seems, has rescued him, because, by evening I find him back on the blog.Thanks for the congratulations. Any day now, I am going to become a grandpa.
Et tu Venu Chettan? Then falls Arun.
Back to the concrete jungle, jostling with two-legged frogs and toads :-)
etto?a toad among toads...who is the loudest is the test!ettu again, hasn't it?:-)
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