Posted:
9 years ago
Rhapsody
Rhapsody was poetry in motion. It was intimacy beyond any form of literature. Now that the virgin queenbee has tasted honey , she needs to fly out of the hive soon.
N , I know, you hv put in a lot of thought to write this. As much as I enjoyed reading this poetry, the pig headed iyer in me wouldn't let me enjoy this without guilt. It's like diabetics stealing a cheesecake , ravishing it and feeling a hell lot guilty afterwards, the guilt trip is because of the helpless Mr. Iyer 's (u had to bring him didn't you, how mean of you and mootai poochi like) face poking his head , looming large in front of my eyes , and accusing me KG, you too Brutus??
N, Appa is questioning my loyalty. Pl let them get married. The iyer in me , is screaming that love rhapsody and symphonies go well together like in the saying "in marraige and communion , two become one" !!
