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Monday, December 18, 2006

U U U U...........

May be our destinies are different,,
may be our story has SOME end..
I was not the one who backed away
u were the one who never steped forward
may it ibe felt a bit awkward
but ii wasnt prepared
somehow ii know i hahve to forget u
coz thts gona be better for me and u..
may be thats what life is all about..

Sunday, October 22, 2006

when LIfe Is ScReWed


OUT OF ORDER DUE TO E.X.A.M.S...

Friday, September 22, 2006


There are two things that are infinite,

human stupidity an outer space ,,,And im nt sure about the latter one..


Albert Einstein...



The diffrence between genius an stupid is,that genius has limits..


After hearing abt the acoounts of two eye witnesse of the same accident, I BEGAN TO WONDER ABOUT HISTORY...




Friday, September 15, 2006

PYAR KE SIDE EFFECTS (pyar a.k.a LOVE)


yeah went 4 dis movie , expected it to be bad,

why did i go then , well have a rule, friday means a new movie no matter hw it is,,,


BUT GUYS MOVIE WAS ACTUALLY GOOD, I MEAN

YA MALIKA SHERAWA T DOESNT HAS A FAN BASE OR LOT OF PPL DONT LIKE HER,,



BUT I F U GET A CHANCE GO FOR IT , IT S REALISTIC (i can imagin e my self in place of rahul bose))


ill write more abt i t bt dnt hav time riite now,,

Saturday, September 09, 2006

INCHES


I don't know what to say really.
Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives all comes down to today.

Either we heal as a team or we are going to crumble.
Inch by inch play by play till we're finished.
We are in hell right now, gentlemen believe me
and we can stay here and get the shit kicked out of us
or
we can fight our way back into the light.

We can climb out of hell. One inch, at a time
Now I can't do it for you. I'm too old.
I look around and I see these young faces and I think
I
mean I made every wrong choice a middle age man could make.
I uh.... I pissed away all my money
believe it or not.
I chased off anyone who has ever loved me.
And lately, I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror.

You know when you get old in life things get taken from you.
That's, that's part of life. But,
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of inches.
So is football. Because in either game life or football the margin for error is so small.
I mean one half a step too late or to early you don't quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast and you don't quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us
They are in ever break of the game every minute, every second.
On this team, we fight for that inch
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us to pieces for that inch
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch Cause we know
when we add up all those inches that's
going to make the fucking difference
between WINNING and LOSING
between LIVING and DYING
I'll tell you this in any fight
it is the guy who is willing to die who is going to win that inch
And I know if I am going to have any life anymore
it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch
because that’s what LIVING is
The six inches in front of your face
Now I can't make you do it.
You gotta look at the guy next to you Look into his eyes
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you
You are going to see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team
because he knows when it comes down to it you are gonna do the same thing for him.
That's a team, gentlemen
and either we heal now, as a team, or we will die as individuals
That's football guys.
That's all it is. Now, whattaya gonna do?

Thursday, September 07, 2006

LIFE ON THE EDGE

well its almost 11.55 am , got up @ 10 am in morning ,
an went to college coz i had to collect my BONAFIDE ,
whose application i gave a week ago...
WENT TODAY AN SHE (office attendant) CANNOT FIND IT wow!!!

why i need it is coz without it i cannot give my CAT 06
exam .. an today is da last date to submit da form which wud be incomplete without dis form...
hw will it feel to not being eligible for one of da most imporatan exam of life,,,
well believe me it doesnt feels good ..
feels like a caged bird or a person stuck in a tunnel which ahs only one way out an u cannot turn back..


so still waitin for them to call me an save my life ..

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

MUMBAI..


IT is called city of 7 hills,
i say it has determined an never ending will.
people of midnite
defeat evils which are out of sight.
they just never give up,
all they do is live up, live up to joys.
reaching the pinnacle
living life as if it was a fable,
rains and sea are some barriers
but people come here always come out superior.
spirit and zeal of this city,
is really which can leave u to baffle.
how does it goes on??????
goes on for day and night
is really unknown,
but what are visible
are PEOPLE OF THE MIDNIGHT
people of the city

OF A CITY THAT NEVER SLEEPS.

SALUTE TO ALL REAL MUMBAIKARS

Friday, September 01, 2006

FREN..SHIP

Friendship is a genuine treasure ,
a ocean whose depth cannot be measured...
I wish we all will be always near,
to OUR friendhip a CHEERS,,,,
Passing comments may it be,
college or canteen...( yes girls it was us).,,,
Decoratinig our life with this cream,,
Seeing everyone smile
i WISH it will go for miles,,
AND WHEN WE WILL PART---
we will, WE WILL remember our past
When we will remember tears shed togethre,
we will be full of laughter......................
and remember the laughs we had togethre..
WILL LEAD TO A SIGH AN A SILENT TEAR..

CHEEERS GUYS COZ WE ROCKKKK!!!!!

dedicated to my college pals- KARAN a.k.a JSRK, KULDEEP a.k.a KD, ANKUSH a.k.a MODEL,NITESH a.k.a KANCHA, NANCY , NIHALI, KOMAL, SHASHANK a.k.a SHANKY .





Thursday, August 31, 2006

THE SMILE

There is a Smile of Love
And there is a Smile of Deceit
And there is a Smile of Smiles
In which these two Smiles meet.
And there is a Frown of Hate

And there is a Frown of disdain
And there is a Frown of Frowns
Which you strive to forget in vain.
For it sticks in the Heart's deep Core

And it sticks in the deep Back bone.
And no Smile that ever was smil'd
But only one Smile alone.
That betwixt the Cradle and Grave

It only once Smil'd can be,
But when it once is Smile'd
There's an end to all Misery.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

i dream (BOB DYLAN)

While riding on a train goin' west,
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream that made me sad,
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.
With half-damp eyes I stared to the roomWhere my friends and I spent many an afternoon,
Where we together weathered many a storm,
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn.
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung,

Our words were told, our songs were sung,
Where we longed for nothin' and were quite satisfiedTalkin' and a-jokin' about the world outside.
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold,
We never thought we could ever get old.
We thought we could sit forever in funBut our chances really was a million to one.As easy it was to tell black from white,
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right.
And our choices were few and the thought never hitThat the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split.
How many a year has passed and gone,
And many a gamble has been lost and won,
And many a road taken by many a friend,
And each one I've never seen again.
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,That we could sit simply in that room again.Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.
BON DYLAN WITHOUT DOUBT WAS AN IS DA GREATEST

Saturday, August 05, 2006

WELL sAiD

Taqdeer se bigadi huwi taqdeer bana le, taqdeer bana le Apne pe bharosa hai to ye daav laga le, laga le daav laga le,

Darta hai zamaane ki nigaaho se bhala kyu nigaaho se bhala kyu -
Insaaf tere saath hai ilzaam uthhaa le, ilzaam uthhaa ,

Kya khaak woh jeena hai jo apne hi liye ho apne hi liye ho -
Khud mit ke kisi aur ko mitne se bacha le (THIS IS DA BEST LINE JUST uNDERSTAND IT)

Tootee huee patvaar hain kashti ke to ham kyaaHaari huwi baaho ko hi patvaar bana le,
patvaar bana le,,,,,Apne pe bharosa hai to ye daav laga le, laga le daav laga le - Tadbeer se bigadi huwi taqdeer bana le,

Friday, August 04, 2006

match box secrets



success is relative,
more successfull u are more relatives u have.


i always wear my girlfriends glasses
coz she wans me to see things her way...

those who laugh at girls dresses
has never paid da bill for them.

why are they called appart-ments
when they are stuck togethre........!!!

if money doest grows on trees
then why do bank have branches....!!!!

Did you ever notice that if you blow in a dogs face it goes mad, yet when you take him on a car ride he sticks his head straight out the window?

If man evolved from monkeys and apes, why do we still have monkeys and apes?

If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?


LOVE shayari

YEH ISHQ NAHIN AASAN
BUS ITNA SAMAJ LIJIYE
EK AAG KADARIYA HAI
AUR DOOB KE JAAN HAI!!!!!!! (MIRJA GHALIB)

ISHQ E JAANA KI TAARIF MUNKIN NAHIN
TU BHI DEKHE AGAR TO KAHE HUMNASHEEN
AAFRIN AAFRIN AAFRIN AAFRIN !!!!!!(NUSRAT FATAH ALI KHAN)

these two pice of art are really close to me regarding my feelings on love .

Monday, July 31, 2006

abt ME

i have lot to say about me a wandrer , a ship in the deep sea without a clue where is harbour, where is harbour where i wanna go.

lots to tell about me , btits not the time now - i see sum1 an sum thng calling me......

so i will leave

WITH A PROMISE ILL BE BACK AN TELL U ABOUT ME....

DELIVER MY JOURNEY


Destiny lies within my soul
love behind the heavens
dream beyound my depths
scream above the clouds
chances,risks and choices
we live to lovewe
live to lie
we live to risk....
death is subtle
non lifting when I'm gone
who am I
who is essence
who is my breath
dream....
my heart
carry my presence
carry my soul..
deliver my journey

You Are Poetry


You come outsideTo view the faint sunsetLight bewildered by trees
Shines through quietly
You glide your soft auburn hairPerched behind your earAnd in this moment I feel at homeBeneath the interior
You are my humble abode...Your company is soothingCalming and reassuringInside, the wind chimes ring
You saunter and my hearts sings
Bit by bit I begin to recognize
The enchanting glow in your subtle eyesHidden in all abstract paintings
It’s you; what all artists seeYou are poetry...