Pasta for PhD
Pasta for brunch
Pasta post-lunch
Pasta for dinner
Yes, Pasta Queen
They call me
That's right
Pasta with pesto sauce
Pasta with sambar mix
Oh, Pasta, the quick fix
Pasta Queen
They call me
Yeah, that's right
Pasta to break the monotony
Of working on my PhD
Pasta to put me
Out of my daily misery
Pasta to celebrate the luxury
Of living in Cambridge City
Pasta Queen
They call me
That's right
Just in time for supper
For another plate of Pasta
Won't you join me?
this post on pasta is for all those who are forever chiding me, nagging me, laughing at me, and joining me every now and then for eating plate after plate of pasta, day after day after day.
as you may have guessed, i have been cooped up in my room all day, trying to work, and am thoroughly bored now, without a better diversion than to write this post. well, the other option is to go and check out the party downstairs dressed as tart/vicar. how terribly exciting, not! anyway, i'd better go check on the pasta before it gets burnt again ;)

2 Comments:
oof jhooth bolne ki aadat nahin gayi..aaj shaam ko hi tumne saboo dane ki khichdi khayee hai!:):)
waise bahut sahee kavita hai, keepitupkeepitup!:)
jhooth nahin dost, yeh midnight snack ki preparation mein tha...i forgot to mention that in the poem;)
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