countdown
a few hrs remain for the new year.
2006.
wat it has instore for us, only God Almighty knos.
but wat do we hav in store for ‘06?
aaah, if not plans atleast a few dreams..
a few hrs remain for the new year.
2006.
wat it has instore for us, only God Almighty knos.
but wat do we hav in store for ‘06?
aaah, if not plans atleast a few dreams..
hey, the nu years almost here.
n here i’m again thinkin of nu resolutions fr the nu yr..
make em, break em, but never keep em for more than a week.
hows that for a resolution?
excersises, dietins, readin more, etc, etc.. tried em all.
c’mon somthin nu..
guys, girls.. any suggestions??
very often people say this line when one’s down:
“i know how u feel…”
well the truth is no one really does. its easy to say, but one really cant be in another’s shoes. simply coz life’s not a pair of shoes.
how we c n interprt thins r different, and then again how much each thin means to us too. so next time change that line, instead do somthin to make em feel better.
we all have one burnin passion within us.
i woke up wit this one thought today..
harder u think about it u realiz that its not the passion that u say u have.
our deepest passions r most often never revealed..
they’re almost always a secret.
so tell me, wat’s urs?
i remember my first skool.
don remember the class room well, not my first classmates either..
may b rough pic of my first class teacher.. donno if my first class photo’s still ther in mom’s albums.. don remember my first day at skool, not much about my first books too..
watever, although i can’t recall much, ther’s this feelin that comes frm deep inside that fills my heart.. n overflows too.
i remember the first time i fell n got hurt. n yes my first time on stage, n my first prize, how i dragged mi nu waterbottle o’er the road, walkin back home…
got up to mi screamin mobile, brushed, b’fast n back to bed..
ther’s nothin like spendin a lazy sat’day curled up in ur bed.
no tv, no music, no one around n ur mob switched off.
spendin some real quality time wit urself.
i feel it’s very very important. n i do this onceina while.
deep thoughts run freely, silently u talk to urself about ur probs, feelins, plans, hope, xpectations… n sprinkle a li’l of ur gud ol’memories over that.. n u get up by evenin reborn n fresh
might think i’m nuts, but try it.
u’re always ur best friend, learn to trust urself.
i see u werever i look today;
thought this happens only in movies.
i hear u voices at evry corner today;
never thought somthin would take me like this.
i feel ur fingers runnin through my hair;
wish i went blind or never could open my eyes.
i miss u more each day
miss u much.. so very much..
i feel people never get mature.
we jus grow up learnin a lot of things n somewer down in our journey of life, somehow, get into some act/play.
no one ever grows mature. we jus pretent..
somewer within us is the same person that we wer born as- a baby, a child.
after all it’s like they say- life’s a drama…
in love, people r always more childish..
u didnt do that so i wont do this!
u hurt me, i hurt u!!
listen to me first!
it’s strange but one of the lovers always play the child, and the other a parent.. the roles keep switchin, but neither gets rational.
well, guess that’s the whole fun in it..
long walks and sunsets hav always been my fav.
at time i even fesl that they’re the whole purpose of life.
until this one long walk, that is.
a nice long beach and a lovely evenin.wat more could u ask?
i n mi frend went on a long long way.
it was time for that perfect sunset.. but God had other plans.
out of no where it started drizzlin.. rainin.. n we wer runnin for cover. none anywer.
ran to the main road, realized there was an auto strike goin on..
n then we had a nice long 4km walk to another frnd’s house, in the rain..