Back from hibernation on the first day of winter!!! With something that is apt to be the mascot for my blog :D

Do look at it in full screen and enjoy the vista :P And do enjoy the cactus flower near the backside of the elephant :D Resembles my blog header :D

For the curious, this is shot in Breach Candy, Mumbai.

Wishing You a Very Happy Diwali!! Enjoy the pretty pretty lights!!!

Found this unknown flower. Not sure what it is called. May be ya'll have some idea :D

Poison in the very air we breathe

Do you know what's in the water that you drink?

Well I do, and it's amazing

People think I'm crazy, 'cause I worry all the time

If you paid attention, you'd be worried too

You better pay attention

Or this world we love so much might just kill you

I could be wrong now, but I don't think so!

'Cause there's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.

- Randy Newman

This overgrown, out of control jungle in the middle of Mumbai does seem to be a welcome sight and welcome change to the stark contrast of concrete jungles that mar the skyline throughout most of the city. Would you like to take a guess where this is?

Hint: Tell tale lines typical to certain features unique to Mumbai present in the pic!!!

Waiting for my Purple Patch in writing. SIGH!!!

The red rose whispers of passion, 

And the white rose breathes of love; 

O, the red rose is a falcon, 

And the white rose is a dove. 

But I send you a cream-white rosebud 

With a flush on its petal tips; 

For the love that is purest and sweetest

Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

-John Boyle O'Reilly

I could not find a cream white rosebud with a flush on its tips :P 

Tweet-tweet,

Re-tweet,

First Haiku style tweet!!!

On my fingers, on my tongue-

Your taste a sweet and pleasing one.

I unwrap you greedily

And nibble on you speedily.

Milk chocolate, I can't resist-

in miniatures or in a kiss.

Three musketeers are worth the fee-

all for one and one for me.

Poem by John F McCullagh

Welcome to RADIO SHITTYYYY

Mumbai's No. 2 SHIT MUSIC RADIO

IT'S ROTTT!!!

Welcommmmmmmeeeee to hul-CUT, the show for movie fanatics, where we rant about recent and not so recent movies. This is RJ Shrikant. And today our sights are laid upon Ashiqui 2,3,4,5 - A romantic lovestory with a MESSAGE. A MESSAGE!! WHAT MESSAGE?? If I tell this to you right away, you will lose interest. And that is not a very nice thing to do. Especially for all you nice and not so nice, sane and not so very sane people inside out here. After all 2% on your 1000 Rs. is so very yummy just like the Masala Dosa from the grumpy neighbourhood dosa hawker who stares at you when you ask for extra chutney as if you asked for one of his kidneys (joke is stolen.. you guess from where!!)

So trying to Undigress from Interest to more Interesting things and trying to focus full energy on trying to take forth the story of this Love Story.

Opening scene, 

Hero nowhere to be seen.

Now where has he been,

Naw definitely not to meet the queen...

He is just sitting down drinking chai,

watching life go by.

Letting out a really long sigh,

cuz all the pretty girls look at him and say bye bye...

Oopsie, its alcohol not chai!!! Rahul is a first class alcohol addict. Big deal!! Why can't the opening scene of the movie be Hero sitting down and boozing?? Because there are thousands of people waiting for him because he is a famous singer in the movie. By the name of Rahul (ohhh.. so common)

So finally he consents to faado his galaa on stage. But he is kinda bored of doing the same thing again and again and its beginning to put him to sleep. And he begins to sing...

Sun raha hai na tu,

So raha hoon mein.

Sun raha hai na tu,

Yun so raha hoon mein!!!

Yaaraaa... Yawn maaraaaaa..

Snorrrreeeeeeee

And he falls asleep resting his head on the guitar dreaming that he was singing in front of a huge crowd 

I look at you and find its boring,

While my guitar silently sleeps.

I look everyone and find them snoring,

And still my guitar silently sleeps.

PACHHAAKK.. someone throws a tomato on his face to make him wake up. He gets pissed off and drives away in his car. And there, enter the heroine, Aarohi. Carrying a basket full of veggies. Being from a not so very well to do family, she cant afford to have eggs in all her baskets so she makes do with veggies in just one basket. No onions though, they were going through the roof.

And our hero singing...

Mein nikla gaddi leke,

Raste mein.. o sadak pe,

Ek mode aaaaya, 

Mein sabzi tamatar phod aaaya!!

And narrowly misses the dame. Making her drop her basket of veggies with a PACHHAAKK. She makes him clean up the mess he's caused and storms off slightly angry while the hero goes back to his jeep to have another bout of sleep. But he is woken up by a melodious voice. In his sleep he has reached a sleepy town bar where our heroine is singing his songs. He sneaks in to the bar listening to her sing.

Manzilein sustaaen,

Sota hai raasta.

Aaye so jaaaye,

Itni si ilteja.

Ye meri jo aadat hai,

Nidra devi ki ibaadat hai... Haaan!!!

Sun raha hai na tu,

So rahi hoon mein.

Sun raha hai na tuuu,

Kyun so rahi hoon mein.

Yaaraaa!!!

He sneaks upon her and introduces himself and she is in seventh heaven. That she is being stalked by a waning music star who has a major drinking problem.

He offers her a break in the music industry. And she answers his call. Only to find him sleeping with his head resting on his guitar. She wakes him up and comes to know that he has been given the responsibility to train her for singing in the recording room. But his voice is kinda cracked. A bit too late for voice cracking or probably its too much of the booze that's causing it to re-crack so long after the Adolescent Hormonal blast had receded. But despite his cracked voice he goes on to train her.

Tu hi ye mujhko bata de,

Gaoon mein ya na!!!

Gaur se sunke bata de,

Gaoon mein ya na!!!

Itna bata doon tujhko,

Suron pe apne mujhko,

Yu toh nahi aitebaar.

Phir bhi ye socha dil ne,

Ab jo laga hoon jagne,

Poochoon tujhe ek baar.

Uljhan meri suljha de,

Gaoon mein ya na!!!

After a few hiccups she makes it large. Singing hit after hit. And at the same time, love hits. Pachhaakk!!

Kyun ki tum hi ho,

Ab tum hi ho,

Who can bear to look at me,

Ab tum hi ho!!!

Andhi bhi, beheri bhi,

Hence in love with me,

Ab tum hi ho!!!

But as in all movies and daily soaps - Kahani mein twist. People talk. Arre mooh diya hai toh talkenge hi na. That promoting Aarohi is just a pretext of making her indebted to him and then making her his servant. This hits Rahul real hard. Pachhaakk!!! Just like any tomato that had hit him during some of his not so nice hit concerts. Message for all you wannabes. If your music ain't hit, you will surely be hit. Pachhaakk!!!

And Rahul relapses into his alcoholic addiction.

Mein tujhe bhul jaaoon,

Yeh nahi ho sakta,

O Madeira!!!

Meri baaton mein tera zikar sadaa...

Mere saanson pe teri odour sadaa...

Mein ragon mein bhi toh tum hi to ho...

Mujhe tum se mila addiction naya...

Kyun mein piyu,

Haan mein piyu,

Whisky hi,

Ab mein piyu!!!

Rum bhi, meri scotch bhi,

Wine bhi,

Ab mein piyu!!!

Aarohi puts her budding career in jeopardy to rehabilitate him. She could have put him in rehab. This would have been really effective but then we would not have had this love story. So lets just assume that rehab centers were not discovered when this movie was shot. But whatever she did, Rahul was still very much in love with alcohol. Ohh!!! Did you people think that Rahul and Aarohi were in love? Yeah that they were, when Rahul could get his head out of his pitcher. People close to both of them keep on reminding Rahul about his dream to shuttle Aarohi into stardom.

Rahul makes yet another attempt to give up alcohol albeit a feeble one. And ends up in a drunken brawl with someone not so special and ends up in jail. Aarohi bails him out and decides to give up her career to rehab him once again. This time Rahul is kinda tired of getting rehabbed so makes some cock and bull story of joining the gym and all. 

And bidding farewell, he jumps...

Jumps off the Vashi bridge in Mumbai...

Jumps off into deep sleep, singing...

I tried so hard

And got so far (and paid the toll)

But in the end

It doesn't even matter

I had to fall

To lose it all

But in the end

It doesn't even matter

Kyunki Pichurr Khatam,

Pop corn Hajam,

Ab ghar chale hum.

To sumarise, poor Rahul was doing ok with just himself and his alcohol. Everything got spoil when Aarohi landed up in his life. And he was obstinate enough to give up his life for the lady rather than give up his alcohol. That's the message in this love story. That was Aashiqui 2,3,4,5 - the movie with not 2, not 3, not 4 but 5 Pachhaaks.

Thats all tonight folks, you were listening to hul-CUT with RJ Shrikant

Until next time keep listening to RADIO SHITTYYYY

Mumbai's No. 2 SHIT MUSIC RADIO

IT'S ROTTT!!!

PS: A lot of these songs are taken from the movie itself and a few verses from other music videos and movies. I might oblige and reveal the sources if you ask nicely enough. But the parodies are all mine!!

What makes a real American? 

A cowboy hat? Enjoying a fine T-bone steak? 

Going to a baseball game? Shooting a gun? 

Maybe it’s the freedom to go into a poor country and tell them how to do things?

Heh! Those are all great qualities! 

But one thing that makes a true patriot is the ability to choose an American car! 

When you buy an import you take a hot meal off a hardworking American’s table. 

These poor Yanks are going to starve to death, just because you bought a cheaper, more efficient Asian car.

Without gross symbols of excess, what will Americans have to look up to? 

Our great industries are threatened! Cars, pornography, armaments! 

And they need your help! 

So the next time you buy a car, a piece of adult literature or a missile defense system! 

Make sure you do the American thing!!!!!

Nopes, I am not going to write a hate post about how the Yanks and their culture of excesses and how their life is affecting us poor Indians. This is just an excerpt taken from an advert playing on the radio of a car that I just jacked while I was playing Grand Theft Auto Vice City!!!!!

Nopes, I am not going to write about computer games either. Just wanna show you some pics that I clicked the other day. Behold Lord Ganesha!!!!!

Nopes, I am not going to write about Ganeshotsav either. Its just around the corner. But these so called Ganesh Mandals are already preparing for it. And going all out in the preps. These pics were take last week. Still 2 weeks to go and they have already brought or should I say Bought the Lord to their pandal. And while bringing it - A HUGE FANFARE - A HUGE RUCKUSS and A HUGE CROWD. So huge that it managed to clog the traffic for more than an hour. So huge that even public transport buses had to be diverted from their routes if people wanted to reach their destinations!!!!!

Nopes, this is not excess. This is just a symbol of doing the INDIAN thing!!!!!

PS: I am not against any kind of religious or other such celebrations. Just hoping that people should be considerate enough so as to not inconvenience others with their celebrations!!!!!

PS2: I just picked a huge bag of exclamation marks at the monsoon sale which I have liberally deposited at the end of each paragraph in this post. The "Nopes" are freebies!!!!!

Imagine Celine Dion singing My Heart will go on... With Leo and Kate in their trademark Titanic pose on the bow. Now replace the word heart in the song with FART.. and IMAGINE... ewwwwwww isn't it?? Care for some more toilet humour??

Take a look at this. Homo Sapiens Sapiens - More thinking man. The main reason behind human evolution from Homo Erectus (non thinking par apne pairon par khada) was the channelisation of random thoughts while doing the doooo.

That got you curious right??

Now before you get even more curious, I shall not be talking any more about the potty and the humour that goes with it. Check out my guest post on Snuffles' blog

Been reading for these past 2 days. Nothing specific, just a random set of blogs. Haven't "written" a post in the past few months, the last month witnessing a flurry of photographic posts which can be seen here. So just penning down a few random thoughts.

Read a post about different kinds of bloggers based on the way they respond to the comments that their readers post. Trouble is, I find it really very difficult to fit myself in any of those stereotypes. WHY?

I have been on and off blogosphere since March 2008. But have always written for myself. What I write always manages to make me smile. At least most of it. Makes me wonder, I do write pretty well. Now that would be like Donkey praising his own tail, but so be it. This is my space :D

And then I read this post about people coming and going in your life. Some staying and making a mark on your life. So much that you can't imagine life without them. But one fine day, they are gone. Some people are devastated, some curse those who left, some simply delete "the Departed" from their memories and Hard drives. Life moves on. There was a nice comment on this post. Not reposting the comment, just my version of what I understood.

Most relationships are based on Need rather than (like people claim) on Love. People need company, need someone to share their spare time, their thoughts, their experiences, their worries etc etc. So a relationship. People need someone to do the dishes, to go out and buy the groceries, to hold all the packages whilst they shop, to drive them home. So a relationship. So Need is the primary reason for any relationship and Love just raises its head once in a while.

This can be a great topic for debate. But my blog is not one of the highly visited ones, so I can be at ease without worry of being flamed/trolled/rebuked.

To conclude, I also read a sad story - can't call it love story as the relationship ended in just 4 love letters and a phone call. But the highlight of this story was that though both the girl and the guy were heart broken, they had something positive to look forward to. Not sure if there was enough consolation for a heartbreak. But yeah, it's been a long time since I read such a love story.

What made me write this post. One of my readers (may his tribe increase) commented on a post of mine, saying that I have a great knack of posting poems/songs that go along with a photo that I capture and post. So why not try and pen my own lines. This is the start to following that piece of advice

The title of this post is inspired from a post on the Facebook page for Crossword Bookstores. Image taken from that post.

Hope this brings me luck :D

And as usual some more lines to read along

I'm looking over a four leaf clover

That I overlooked before

First is the sunshine, the second is rain

Third is the roses that bloom in the lane

There's no need explaining

The one remaining is somebody I adore

I'm looking over a four leaf clover

That I overlooked before

-Willie Nelson

One of these nights 

One of these crazy old nights 

We're gonna find out 

Pretty mama 

What turns on your lights 

The full moon is calling 

The fever is high...

Nopes no connection between the song (This one by The Eagles) and the pic. No apparent connection other than the fact that its a picture of the night.. and there is a full moon peeping out near the top. Yeah full moon in calling.

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

This brings us to the end of this wonderful experiment. Kudos and thanks to Sfurti and Ritu for hosting this. Loved all the topics and all the numerous entries. I may not have commented on all of them, but I did try to check out most of the entries to the best of my abilities and availabilities.

I do rue some of the "Shutterbug of the day" decisions but in sportsman like swagger, I shall leave it to the hosts. No hard feelings its all in the game. Would request the hosts, Sfurti and Ritu to post a summary of the month - in academic interests - so that all winners (including me) can strut and flex our existent or non existent muscles.

Would like to say that I really liked looking at Puneet, Priyam, Pravin's entries. Nonetheless, all participants had some excellent photos to show. I had a lot of fun doing this and would definitely wanna do something like this again.

Look at the dusking Sun kissing Sea, so divine

Oh blushing Sea, turning into blood wine

I wonder how long this rapture will last

For how long Sun upon Sea its spell will cast

And soon might crimson turn into embrace tight

When Sun will love Sea away from everyone's sight

Night that's absconding over Sun's burning cast

And Sea will melt in Sun's shadow surpassed

- Poem by Dave Tanwar

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Update: This post won me "Shutterbug of the Day"

We're all going on a summer holiday.

No more working for a week or two.

Fun and laughter on a summer holiday.

No more worries for me and you.

For a week or two.

We're going where the sun shines brightly.

We're going where the sea is blue.

We've seen it in the movies.

Now let's see if it's true.

Everybody has a summer holiday

Doing things they always wanted to.

So we're going on a summer holiday

To make our dreams come true

For me and you.

I am all packed up and ready to rolllllll!!!

Anyone else game?? But just a small query.. 

where do we 

where do we

where do we GO!!

where do we go.. 

Oh oh eh oh!!!

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

A dark grey day

A sad bleak day

A sweet couple seeking solace divine

Parked behind a no parking sign

I shot this from a moving cab and the camera decided to focus on the couple of all things in the frame. A lovely bokeh effect thanks to the moving cab and the bleak atmosphere

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Here's a bit of GYAN for all.. Take it, it's absolutely free

Want more Gyan??

Laugh and the world laughs with you...
Cry.. and the world laughs at YOU!!!

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

What is this?

Sign of beauty..

Sign of pristinity..

Nature's touch

Or a sign of civilisation..

sign of dirt..

Human touch!!!

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

I was really at a loss today cuz this is a really very very open ended topic. So I am playing safe with ROUND.

Now the shape Round reminds me of Ricky Gervais - ROTUND stand up comedian. He hated when the added any kind of adjective related to his plump avatar. But the height was, once he was jogging with his music on. Next day he's all over the papers. Plump man jogging with the headline

IPODGE

Please note, the IPodge pic is not clicked by me. Its just for rhetoric effect or whatever you may call it effect for enhancing the effectiveness of the little joke that I cracked. The pic is picked off Google. Not sure which site I landed on but its definitely phal of Google Devtaay Namah. Please note once more that the joke itself is picked up from one of the comedian's acts.

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Rain rain.. 

go away.. 

come again.. 

another day.. 

Little Johnny wants to play??

Nawww.. We prefer playing in the Rain :D

Look at the glistening drops of rain

And beautiful colours through a frosted window (rather a window with condensation)

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Update: This post won me "Shutterbug of the Day"

Ring around the rosie

Hopscotch, Monopoly

Red light, green light

G. I. Joes and Barbies

Hide and seek, kick the can

Cowboys and Indians

Wiffle ball, paper dolls

Hacky sack and hangman

Do you wanna play with me

Do you, do you

Wanna, wanna

Play, play with me

Play with me

Do you, do you

Wanna, wanna

Play, play with me

Play with me

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Lyrics taken from the song "Play with me" by Extreme. This pic is shot in an old school in Mumbai

Lets look at something healthy... err.. It was healthy till I "finished" it :D

X-Y-

Oh, I was thinking of posting the nice little Sandwriting I had done when I was on VGP beach in Chennai.. but then I saw the Post by Pade Host :D and changed my mind.

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

What is this? 

May be... A puzzle..

May be... An illusion..

of frame within frame..

of door within door..

or a Labyrinth.

And what's there at the end of this labyrinthine maze?

A market place in a frame.

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Update: This post won me "Shutterbug of the Day"

Don’t talk like one of them. You’re not! Even if you’d like to be. To them, you’re just a freak, like me! They need you right now, but when they don’t, they’ll cast you out, like a leper! You see, their morals, their code, it’s a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They’re only as good as the world allows them to be. I’ll show you. When the chips are down, these… these civilized people, they’ll eat each other. See, I’m not a monster. I’m just ahead of the curve.

Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I’m a dog chasing cars. I wouldn’t know what to do with one if I caught it. You know, I just… do things.

You know… You know what I’ve noticed? Nobody panics when things go “according to plan.” Even if the plan is horrifying! If, tomorrow, I tell the press that, like, a gang banger will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, nobody panics, because it’s all “part of the plan.” But when I say that one little old mayor will die, well then everyone loses their minds! Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos. I’m an agent of chaos. Oh, and you know the thing about chaos? It’s fair!

This post is a tribute to Heath Ledger. A great actor who brought the Joker to reality and died before he could even watch his masterpiece of a act.

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Angry Birds in a glass case.. ready for consumption :D

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Update: This post won me "Shutterbug of the Day"

Snap of the Bandra Worli Sea link

But before you say, "Oh what a lovely panorama!!" Take a look at  the original picture :P

Picture of the bridge taken from a newspaper :D

And here is a pic on the bridge.. with a faint reflection of a speeding car as well

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

An oasis in the middle of the Mumbai Concrete Jungle.. My Piece of PEACE... in HDR

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Sometimes its tough to find a work of art as beautiful as that of Mother Nature

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Here's my attempt at producing a snap with the Bokeh effect. Too bad I don't have a decent camera to do this experiment :( You will have to strain to see any kinda Bokeh effect :D

And presenting to you.. my all time favourite.. The Passion Flower.

And here is a purely synthetic bokeh experiment I learnt (My blogs name with all the fancy lights blurred out in the background :D)

This post is my entry for the PADE conducted by “Just a mom” and “ Things to rave about”

Click here to know more about Bokeh

What came first - The chicken or the egg?? Nah I ain't gonna tell a PJ like "Whatever you ordered first!!" 

I'm thinking serious. Need to seriously reconsider all this evolution business.. shall I say Monkey Business!!

Been thinking about Darwin's theory of evolution. Here's my version...

There's the:

1. Monkey: Living in trees. Eating fruits and plant and animal lice. Totally incapable of doing intellectual tasks like blogging or PJ maroing. One scientist had argued that about a 100 of these banging their feet/hands.. or whatever part of the body they take fancy in.. could create a literary masterpiece of the magnitude of a Shakespeare. Who knows - may be true!!!

2. Ape-man: Nothing much to say bout this one. Just a monkey tryin to stand up straight.. occasionally.

3. Homo-Erectus: Slightly straighter version of the ape-man, having discovered better balance on 2 feet. Apne pairon par khada hona isiko kehte hain. 

4. Homo-Sapiens: The so-called thinking man. And then IBM says.. stop thinking start doing. So who do we follow Darwin or IBM??

5. Homo-Sapiens-Sapiens: An alleged anomaly in Darwins theory. Once man starts thinking about everything and everything else and everything other than everything and everything else.. what remains to be thought of?? Duh more thinking man... Poor Darwin.. needed a break badly.

To quote my dear friends and great philosopher pair Calvin & Hobbes

Calvin: Sometimes when I'm talking, my words can’t keep up with my thoughts. I wonder why we think faster than we speak.

Hobbes: Probably so we can think twice!!!

So we could probably modify Homo-Sapiens-Sapiens as Twice thinking man.. but that wud be predicting the future or may be even science fiction... Really how many of us really do think twice.. before sending that extra irritating PJ to a poor soul begging for mercy... before that extra slice of cheese in the sandwich... before that extra dose of Shanepanti in return for pj sms's...

Let me just take a breath here.. and scratch my big toe.. damn it really itches when I'm thinking hard and fast.. now dont gimme that crap about "Dimaag being in Ghutna".. its a proven fact that its a superior state of evolution... Every part of the body being capable of taking over the part or full functioning of the brain so that the brain can think of more intensive and engaging activities like day dreaming.

Taking this evolution forward, the human race now has couple of more branches according to genetic and neural scans.

6. The Homo-Techno-Nerdus: Highly adept whizkid able to operate simple calculators to complex missile defense systems with equal ease. But as a certain well know physicist or mathematician or something...lets just say thinker.. no.. lets just not say thinker as that would put him into the Homo-Sapiens Phyllum.. and that would make Einstein really angry... I wouldn't wanna be differentiated with respect to my root and then divided my infinity before being partially integrated along with the hyperbolic cosine of my square and then operated upon by an unfriendly Laplace function. So coming back to what EInstein said about this phyllum of the human race: "they find it extremely confusing to use separate soaps for bathing and shaving"

There is a complementary (I hope I got the spelling right) phyllum to this.. the Techno-Turdus (9) which is exactly opposite of the techno-nerdus.. unable to distinguish between an derived class and an inherited class... now what is that supposed to mean.. nah forget it.. lets move on

7. Homo-Workus: Nothing special about this one.. the normal human being..

8. Homo-Idlus: The couch potato man... short and stout.. high affinity for fast food and aerated drinks.. and a highly well developed thumb for operating tv remotes.

I am thinking of putting a separate phyllum for legal professionals... as it is not very clear as to which race have these creatures evolved from... though it is highly rumoured to have descended from the Homo-Erectus (non-thinking but apne pairon par khada) species

Ohh.. and one of my doctor friends has earnestly requested me to add another phyllum The Homo-non-Erectus... no comments on that one.

Reposting a really old post from here