Poem dedicated to Peas

matar matar matar
oh my matar
y dont u wear sweater
stop ur chatar patar
coz you are his heater
wah wah wah
Bt I m not spinster
that's ok for this mister
my eyes r watering
tell ur eyes not to water
else, i will tell ur matar
if he comes to know that we r making fun of his matar, he will throw us in guttar
will tell him to put sweater
coz its winter
wah wah puttar
Today I have to visit monster
who is that prankster?
we three
we three - jam, bread and butter
ok lets finish this matar story, O'wise it will disaster
let me go to loo, cat control baba
what cant she control?
susu or laughter?
:D :D :D :D

Status of Peas!

He was doing chater pater on phone...
this matar has opened Unet
and he's yawning
and staring at the monitor
u do ur work
now he's seeing gmail
not able to control
all these things fall in my 360 degree view only what to do
pls. already people r looking at me
they will think I m cahhting with Vedu
thats not our problem
ur wide coverage is too much
ha ha
exactly
thats not our problem

This is OUR SPACE!

Hurrah!!!!!!!!!!
Finally our place, our space!
Happy Blogging!