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you brought me me

You brought me books of poets and lovers of wind earth and sky and all that it covers you brought me thoughts from the lands of war stories of love and loss from territories within and far your brought me wonders as simple thoughtful gifts how easily you understood me an old book as one sifts you brought me expressions of what love can endure of longing's heartfelt cry of tears deep and pure you brought me a person unbiased and true love, romance and friendship unexpected, out-of-blue above all you brought me love - full and free your acceptance of me complete you brought me me.

Quco!

There’s a new product in the market. Quco. It makes your hair smell good enough to make men consider you f$*ckable. The advertisement doing rounds for Quco is incredibly insane. A diffident young girl walks down the corridors of her college with diminishing confidence as boys (and girls) remark disdainfully on her face: ‘Isko pata nahin hai’. Moved to the point of tears, the near-harassed girl beg...ins to wonder what’s so monstrously wrong with her. She hesitantly begins her own inspection by smelling her armpits, when suddenly, the crusader-of-solutions, the harbinger-of-hope, the seller-of-love, the buyer-of-freedom…the super advertisor asks her to STOP! “The smell is not there baby”, he reassures her. It’s your hair – he points out. Once the girl gets to know the secret of lubricating male gonads, she is seen happily (and guess what, even confidently) strolling arms in arms with a guy. The mission of her life accomplished. In normal circumstances, and not in a marketing/ adver