New

	Flipping over the last few pages made me evolve. But; From books we are and to books we shall return. -Jason		Two roads diverged     in a wood     And everyone     rushed       to take        the road less traveled by     I chose      the beaten path     and decided     to leave  new footprints     behind.     -Nikita

Merry

Merry Christmas everyone :)

I have cake    and carols    and fairy lights     around the Christmas tree.    You can keep the mistletoe     around your waist    as your license to screw.         Fuck you, my love    because for me, this Christmas,   A glass of wine will do.    -Jason

The lights fell in shadows     Upon a wall:      Garish pink and electric blue.     And above them all     A figure lay     Asleep or dead or worse.     The bottle rolled innocently by     Like it had no share     in the blame, no purpose.     In the shadows it drooped:     The plastic holly.    'Twas the season     To be jolly.     -Nikita

Follow

Okay, so it's been a two month long hiatus and we really do hope you missed us (leave us a comment, it feels nice :P). If you are one of those who like to down one shot after another, you are in for a treat. This holiday season, we plan to get you drunk!

But there is got to be some element of fun, right? Let's see if you can remember our styles, go on, tell who wrote what!

Bottoms up :)

	I followed you Through the heads And tails That chance begets. Found you In strangers' beds, Spread eagled Your face and eyes on fire And your mouth twisted In an upside down smile Knowing I was there.		I soak in the shapes That your body makes As you stretch fluidly Chasing away the strain. My eyes follow you obsessively While my hands and lips are left  Bereft As I wait And desire abates And I try to forget How much I want you.

Promise

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	(I promise to be true to you, In good times and in bad, In sickness and in health. I will love you And honour you For all the days of my life)* *Conditions Apply. -Jason		I know there will be Another time. The tables will have turned: Your heart will be on the line. And I know only because Among all the whispers that night, You didn't give me your word. But I gave you mine. -Nikita

Lines

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	An inch separates them But parallel lines never meet. -Jason		You throw a fit over the colours that have spilled and run amok all over the page. But the fault's not all mine; You left me no lines To colour inside Or hide behind. -Nikita

Jump

Word-ka Shots enthusiast, Riddhi Mewada pushed us to "Jump". Being the dashingly, reckless word-nerds we are, we just got on a ledge and decided to take the plunge.  

	It kept growing Rising from the ground First a threshold, then a wall We could have still leapt over But it was a narrow lane With clearly defined lines that I crossed and waited But you didn’t… -Jason		This time just make sure a parachute's got your back. -Nikita

Salt

	They will tell you harmless insignificant details Then wonder why you flinch. They don't know about the open wounds; There is so much they don't know. -Jason		A little more Or a little less Will always catch you off guard. If it was just right you wouldn't even notice. -Nikita

Sauce

	Not that devious grin in your eyes, Or the way your nose is almost crooked, Or that perfect up turned smile, But on the edge of your lips- Sauce- Sloppy blotches of it told me I had fallen head over heels for you. -Jason		A few drops from the vial And I watched it change From clear water in a pan To something deeper Richer Capable of dark things. It twinkled innocently And we served it To so many With meatballs and spaghetti -Nikita

Empty

	She opened the irresistible urn, And her gifts left her, Escaped from her grasp, all of them. Yet, in the space that now seemed empty, One voice remained, It spoke to her (and will speak to you). When all seemed lost, Pandora had Hope. -Jason		Endless clatter As the bed knocks into the hostel's standard sized study table. Our bodies are held together By utter chaos. And our minds glued By absolute nothing. Empty vessels Make more love. -Nikita

Secret

Word-ka Shots decided to bring in a guest-writer this week. Our reader, Nikita D'Cruz, is quite the writer herself and turned out to be just the perfect sized lemon wedge to give the Shots a fresh new twist! Presenting this week's theme, Jason's chosen one: SECRET. 

 

	Conference call activated... Curious greetings... shushes Insight has traveled faster than sound Three expectant patient ears Listen to some throat clearing And then, the obvious is declared... Collective breath intake, Then loud laughter, hoots Out of place comments Guffaws, The embarrassed caller giggles ‘I’ll call you guys later. And yea...’ ‘Of course we won’t’. Four final smiles. Love exchanged. Of the strongest kind Beep. Call ended. -Nikita D'Cruz		Its warm, moist smell Attracts flies I try to wave them aside With the palm of my hand But they sniff That sticky-sweet on my fingers And know. Or do they? -Nikita Deshpande