Peter offers to meet me at the Sydney Airport and I try to decline his offer. And he mails me saying " You want to do business with us, you do as we say :-) So: do not talk rubbish, the matter is non-negotiable. Let's hear no more of that. You will be met.

I thank him with a limerick below printed on Godfather poster photoshopped to have Peter's face instead of Marlon Brando.

Your threat worked Godfather Peter
But you could've phrased it a bit more sweeter

How I wish you were a Don"ess"
(Right away then I'd have said Yes ! )

Now no more options left to choose
You've made an offer I can't refuse !

Starting on Epitaphs

Looks like I can compose epitaphs fast . A dubious skill to acquire !

Instant epitaph for a Singapore lady friend

Here lies ****
silent at last
No one would believe it
but she has her legs crossed ;)

and this one after Kumar's request

Here Microsoft fell
No more would it pollute

Though pressing Ctrl-Alt-del
might cause it to reboot

Xmas wishes to a sing lady

With Christmas just two weeks away
Don't get too lost in the fray
Twixt the tinsel and trappings
And present unwrappings
For Jitenram, remember to pray !

To a Sing lady

With Christmas just two weeks away
Buy your man toys from E-bay
That vibrate and hum
and fit in his bum
Then Xmas would sure be gay !

To heidi requesting payment b4 she leaves for X-mas holidays

With Christmas just two weeks away
My shopping got frenzied today
I pulled out my wallet
Bought a whatchamacallit
And for the advance to arrive I pray :o)

A Rhyme war with Bee Gek over correcting mistakes in animations


Que sera sera
Whatever will be, will be
Your contract might end by Monday noon
If mistakes are not rectified soon

/Bee Gek

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see,

Will our contract end at noon ?
Will the sun swallow the moon ?

Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see.

/Ramki

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be,
Your future depends on you,
Que sera sera

Fork will run away with Spoon
Your contract will end at noon

/Bee Gek


Hey, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
Our contract is ending at noon

Bee Gek would laugh
To see such sport,
but it won't happen anytime soon !

/Ramki

As soon as I land up in yr room
will take a maid sans her broom,
We will argue all night
Over who has the right
To do what, with which, and to whom.

Written after a discussion with Kumar over first things to do on my arrival at Singapore.