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which is the best google orkut or yahoomessenger say

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happy days came to end

when i was born every body felt happy but days kept passing on i started felling ill and stooped going to school but during my school days i was felling really bad to go to the damm fucking school of mine were those fucking teachere keeps sitting on u r head and say study but after i left the school gone to my eleventh i realised i missed my school very much and next was my fuking college where nobody used to care those fuckin girls who wear those fuckin jeans and mini skirts act smart but when i propsed a girl she said u look ugly the name of the fuckin girl name is archana that bitch would like guys who have money but i do come from poor family who would go by bus i felt sad when she said u look ugly some how i thought i made fool of my self but days kept on passing i cleared my inter 12th and gone to graduation i some government colleges that is the place whee i ve seen some cheap female bitches wnd i thought why did i came here byt i made some frends days passed away i cleared my graduation but i was looking for some female companion ship then yahoo messenger came to my rescue as well as orkut what to do now it1s difficult to find time the only option left and the things that i enjoy is blogging on rediff island so keep on guys keep blogging

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jailed for writing a blog

an egyptian by named abdul kareem was jailed for writing a blog for expressing views on internet solomain who used to blog under the name abdul kareem was jailed after he published his comments on al azhar univarsity and on president hosani mubarak a dictatorso better b care full u would b the next one

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love story and truth

it didn,t look like it would rain after all the clouds gathered in one corner as if the sky wastrying to gain enough courage to rain but nothing happend a garden lizard perched at the corner of the gate warily soaked up the sun a perfect summer day except for the bunch of clouds in the summer sky i wish they could make up there minds to rain or just dissappear teaching a kid to write was the not the best thing to do but shooing her way to play i felt guilty she wasnt left handed no doudt about it the new psychological termsmade me feel normal that my parents thought about me24 years ago have just blinkedi ve just thought peter pan would just jump out of my window i wass growing up i didnt wake upthe night he came where is papa in his house isn`t that my house yes it is so why can`t we go live there”bcoz that is my house ”isn`t this my house to” yes of course this is ur house to then why papa coming up and living here how do i explain incompatibility to a three year old how ever the old lies pops out papa has work there i have work here in after ten years what do i say love flew away darling disharmony set in i spread my wings chased love righton but belly flopped on reality what to do

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my life

my life is uniqe  i failed 7th std 10th std  graduation  any ways i cleared this mess
 i dream of being like mittal  going to london  do u think its possible
ya thigs never change we should change  planning to help poor pepole come out of poverty
i fell sad when nobody cares people every boby is selfish every body lives for them selves damm
every body lies what to dodo u ever think    things will change
  i dont think so
do i think wrong helping others or im being foolish
cant say  yeeeeeeeeeeeeeewhat do u think so
ur comments do post them
byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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to bring an end

what to do to bring end to these things drop a nuclear in india

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india

what to say about india i am suman 23 of age unemployment ever growing population peoplle dying for money hiring and firing employes  polticians  looting terrorist s pollution no moiney no respect
i think money and power speaks in india  god save those people who dont have these things

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