The Bitch from Mithilaland
This pseudo-poem is a work of fiction. Any reference to a living animal (living or dead) is purely coincidental. I had originally written it for a particular somebody i despised but i have moved on from such immature acts of hatred. As on date it is just a sarcastic pseudo-poem as I call it… 
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I met a migratory bitch from the lands of Mithilanchal,
Her bark was loud and uncivilized,
She failed to appreciate her feminity and was confused about it most of the time…
Her tendencies (i fear and i secretly loathe in truck loads of acerbic sarcasm… ROFL) were not straight either!!
Poor bitch she had a low self esteem but an awful ego and an incorrigible attention seeker! (My good days)
Her barks were very customised and looked down upon others who she considered downmarket as per he limited sense of distorted perception;
OOOhhhhhhhhh that bitch from the Mithilaland..what a holy disgrace!!!!!!!!
She made friends with civilized dogs… but was not amiable with other bitches of her age! What a pity!Tch Tch Tch!!!
She got “married” to a softspoken and nice dog (her good luck) and gave birth to a cute puppy
And look at the stroke of destiny,
WE MET…
JAB WE MET … in cold winters of the migratory city … there were Western Disturbances from the Mediterranean Sea…they travelled to the land of Hindostan… the cold front met the warm one and there were thunders and lightening and a downpour!!
We met at the White Elephant Corporation (WEC) and there she goes with her gyaan about life, love, sex and sleaze…
I was having snacks and tea … but my luck … it fell down … the Mithila Bitch saw that and its nature goes
She started licking my feet where the snacks fell!!!
I was absolutely amused at that site…
The Proud bitch from Mithila Land fell to my feet …
Once upon a time … A bitch from Mithilaland!!
