Unrelated but what the hell: kum·quat also cum·quat (kmkwt) [Chinese (Cantonese) kamkwat, equivalent to Chinese (Mandarin) xn, gold + Chinese (Mandarin) jú, orange, tangerine.] n 1: any of several trees or shrubs of the genus Fortunella bearing small orange-colored edible fruits with thick sweet-flavored skin and sour pulp [syn: cumquat, kumquat tree] 2: small oval citrus fruit with thin sweet rind and very acid pulp
what kinda freak r u nyways? never thot that it shud be so easy to find a goldmine on the ever elusive samit basu…….dude, dont freak me out…..by the way whats this thing about u not havin fans and no one wanting to marry u shit? i just heard a fellow CELEBRITY BOTHERER say that she was ready to marry u coz she unwittingly got one of ur autographed books from crossword….kismet or serendipity….she dosnt care if ur fat or not……another thing, i keep wondering how a preci’r nerd got to write a good book like that one…..dada, cali ache…knowing a non-bengali in not likely to get half of what u wrote…..good strategy to make the world bengali literate, i must say…u probably succeed better than sanjay leela bhansali with DEvdas. hum and i see that u hav applied the bengali method of de-aging…falsifying ur age…ur two yrs older than ur intro age lists u in the book…..nyways, enuf of mindless banter…cya, i promise to keep bothering u with my assinine discorse….god watever that means!!!!
Unrelated but what the hell:
kum·quat also cum·quat (kmkwt)
[Chinese (Cantonese) kamkwat, equivalent to Chinese (Mandarin) xn, gold + Chinese (Mandarin) jú, orange, tangerine.]
n 1: any of several trees or shrubs of the genus Fortunella bearing small orange-colored edible fruits with thick sweet-flavored skin and sour pulp [syn: cumquat, kumquat tree] 2: small oval citrus fruit with thin sweet rind and very acid pulp
I still want to be a kumquat.
YAY! Welcome, welcome, to the mad, bad city!
Time to bring out the band.
…Come to Bombay, come to Bombay, bombay meri hai
ae dil, mushkil hai jeena yahaan, zara hatke zara bachke, yeh hai Bombay meri jaan…
…ee hai Bambai nagariya tu dekh babuwa
Yeh Bambai shahar hadson ka shahar hai…
Bombay se aaya mera dost, dost ko salaam karo.
Raat ko barah baje din nikalti hai, subah ko chheh baje raat hoti hai… ye hai aamchi Mumbai
…kasa kai, bara hai, I am Mumbhai
pick one.
why didn’t you tell me yesterday? but then again, Wow..someone’s actually going to bombay, while I sit in a bio cast.
what kinda freak r u nyways? never thot that it shud be so easy to find a goldmine on the ever elusive samit basu…….dude, dont freak me out…..by the way whats this thing about u not havin fans and no one wanting to marry u shit? i just heard a fellow CELEBRITY BOTHERER say that she was ready to marry u coz she unwittingly got one of ur autographed books from crossword….kismet or serendipity….she dosnt care if ur fat or not……another thing, i keep wondering how a preci’r nerd got to write a good book like that one…..dada, cali ache…knowing a non-bengali in not likely to get half of what u wrote…..good strategy to make the world bengali literate, i must say…u probably succeed better than sanjay leela bhansali with DEvdas. hum and i see that u hav applied the bengali method of de-aging…falsifying ur age…ur two yrs older than ur intro age lists u in the book…..nyways, enuf of mindless banter…cya, i promise to keep bothering u with my assinine discorse….god watever that means!!!!
samit, i feel really *really* bad for you.