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Wednesday, May 01, 2002

Elby's Dictionary

The Letter K


Fairly modern technology that enables the use of locks. Locks can be applied to any door, vehicle or device to enhance the safety by preventing theft and malice. Keys are the only way to open locks.

This ingenious device enables the user to lose a full set of keys at any one time.

An ingenious feature found on most mobile phones, where for Nokia its [Menu-*] enables the phone to be locked until it is unlocked. If the feature is not utilized, allows the user to check his/her mobile from time to time to determine 4D lottery numbers that would rival that of random number generators. Also if not utilized allows you to start making friends from Pakistan with your a**. Assuming of course, that's where you put your mobile.

One of the many things in life you think you really want until you really have them.

One of the many things in life you think you really want until you really have them.

The only way politicians can put it to make it sound good.

A place where you grew up, and when you get older wished you never left but that would have only resulted in a restraining order.

Martial art
The art of self-defense that when practised makes you imagine millions of cameras swivelling around you, making you feel more powerful than you actually are. Making strange animal noises like a cheetah will leave your assailants no choice but to strip you buck naked in an alley in the middle of the day further thickening the line between fiction and reality.

Monday, April 29, 2002

Strange boy

There was a boy, not more than ten,
who lived his life without a care,
But it was normal of boys his age,
to be obsessed with the unimportant things,
For the unimportant things were,
The most appealing things in life.

Time passed, and as he grew,
Oh yes how big he’s grown,
People changed, experiences blinked,
And as quickly as it happened,
It passed by at the same time.

Isn’t it strange how songs,
Convey such great meaning,
Even if the song was meaningless?
Just the simple rhythm of the tune,
Evokes floods of memories that would be unstoppable.

Love was a concept,
Love was a story,
Love was an anxiety,
Love was a fear.

Perhaps it was wrong of this boy to think,
That everyone was the same,
But oh how they were similar,
Yet different.

And time passed with each experience.

Each certainty and uncertainty,
Brought about even more memories,
That a large box would seem inadequate,
And stupid at the same time.

Isn’t it strange that life is a concoction,
Of experiences?
And these are the basis of memories?

If so then why are we waiting for,
The person to come along,
And change our lives forever?
Perhaps they have left,
And the memories remain,
No matter how clichéd that may seem.
If so, then what then?
Do we wait for another person,
to change our lives again?

How many changes can we go through?
or can we afford to go through, rather?
Until we get old?
Until we tire?
Until death seeks us?

But this little boy is prepared,
He’s got life insurance.