tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43497569127646367612024-03-05T15:59:27.309-08:0050grms of my life50grms of my life .. enrich with all spices and thoughts weaving in the back .. of my mind.... it not just me.. it is not what i saw its about the feelings got from the hard and soft experiences.. of my ife.. im a beginner and i dnt knw where i wll end..... J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-59513381847530272612016-03-21T08:11:00.003-07:002016-03-21T08:11:41.625-07:00YOU ARE MY FAVORITE MOVIE.... <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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and , </div>
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sometimes the picture is so perfect,</div>
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when you are near to me.</div>
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some times i wish the day never goes down,</div>
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when your black sun glass reflects the sun.</div>
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Sometimes I feel its already Spring </div>
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when you walk beside me in your favorite dress</div>
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How would I tell you;</div>
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when my eyes catches your silly activities., you look cute at your best. </div>
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<b>Reckon Girl,</b> </div>
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every time you pull out my breath.</div>
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every time you manage your hair .</div>
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I want to see you every day and every night girl.</div>
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cross every roads, and end up each day with stupid fights. </div>
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<b>"You are my favorite Movie"</b></div>
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that runs through my head..</div>
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Favorite in every mood, weather i am </div>
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Happy sick or sad. </div>
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J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-43015697407496650232015-03-24T07:58:00.001-07:002015-03-24T07:58:21.835-07:00MUSSY LOVE>>>><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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just a pamper through words.... !</div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-76180244454791576122015-03-24T07:38:00.003-07:002015-03-24T07:45:48.700-07:00COME BACK.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Love before, I grow old.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Hold before ,I am sold.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Shelter me in your heart,<br />Don,t let me break apart.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and its now the condition....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">as i am tried of crying, I forgot how to smile,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am a looser , never knew how to win.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now i have started and they say its already finish.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Life is a puzzle, a scary thunderstorm.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Day and night all seems the same,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Who is God and who is to blame.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nightmares and Dreams .</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Scars and Bloods.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">fear of falling from the sky heights,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">cold heart , hate those pick up fights.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Better come to my heart and give them life,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Give my eyes the direction they want.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Let my heart be yours again..</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> will walk together to the <b>Memory lane..</b>..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>its my new piece named it-- come back</b>,, after a break up.. u think... if we had not broke up.. or may be we cud had patched up again.. sharing the falts 50-50. the regrets and pain ... i tried to pen down...</span></div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-17635198229440290492015-03-18T06:16:00.000-07:002015-03-18T06:22:32.090-07:00THE REPLICA <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$0:0"><b>its a symbol of love...</b></span></span><br />
<span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><b><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$0:0">at the edge of your window.</span><br data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$1:0" /><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$2:0">every morning waking up looking at it...</span><br data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$3:0" /><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$4:0">where my unfolded heart stands strong...</span></b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><b>seeking at it. </b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><b>now this picture turned grey..</b></span><br />
<span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0"><b><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$2:0">the lights went down... </span><br data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$3:0" /><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$4:0">still i stare at it... </span><br data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$5:0" /><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$6:0">when my hearts begins to frown.</span><br data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$7:0" /><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$8:0">PS#WAS JUST A TRY....</span></b></span></span><br />
<span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$8:0"><b><br /></b></span></span></span>
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<span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".n1.1:3:1:$comment426374114189130_426388190854389:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$8:0"><b><i>wrote it while driving away,, in 15 mints... when one of my friend clicked this pic and pasted it on face book... i had to write something as she asked me to... and then thoughts took the shape.... </i></b></span></span></span><br />
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J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-24858134881866974922014-11-29T00:45:00.000-08:002014-11-29T00:45:52.255-08:00 MAN FRIDAY. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b>Someday or other..</b><br />
<b> his heart needs her shelter.</b><br />
Like a small school boy, holding hands walking together.<br />
His life has been hi-jacked and she doesn't know,<br />
at any cost he wont let her go.<br />
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He would chained her if its possible<br />
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She is there but she couldn't feel<br />
The love that grows for her, doesn't seems real..<br />
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<b> Half eaten pastry</b> to her favorite cloth,<br />
And , all he remembers in his everyday thought.<br />
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But she takes him as a friend,<br />
Ignoring the other side going deeper.<br />
Deeper as a deep blue ocean and heart buried in the sand<br />
But one fine day, she moves on with another man.<br />
Not thinking about the boy, for her...<br />
<b>who always try to do whatever he can.</b></div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-6239303761837635032014-02-22T03:13:00.000-08:002014-02-22T03:14:33.159-08:00 LOVE FOR A TATTOO.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Tears fall down and they lost there way<br />
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Words get lighter than the meanings,<br />
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Hearts often rest in a local subway.</div>
Where life is just another game.<br />
Seeds of sorrow are bigger,<br />
and picture talks out of the frame.<br />
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Expectation kills! u can't name it.<br />
Of thousand stories, someone's hope some one's glories.<br />
Unhealed marks, wounded hearts.<br />
Eventually, becomes you life's beautiful part.<br />
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Thoughts behind are drawn before eyes,<br />
its a art of magic and it never lies.<br />
its a gift of a life time, a promise, a care.<br />
INK of emotion we all love to share.<br />
May be a infinite love for someone,<br />
May be a memorable day from the past.<br />
will always give you courage to stand strong till last.<br />
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and then with a sweet sip of pain,<br />
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L<b>OVE FOR A TATTOO STARTS.</b></div>
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J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-85823757600199469692014-02-22T01:49:00.002-08:002014-02-22T02:05:17.611-08:00BIG BOYS DON"T CRY!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>its been ages i have stopped myself</i><br />
<i>on one thing that i don't like.</i><br />
<i>i even don't share , i even don't try</i><br />
<i>mamma says<b> BIG BOYS DON'T CRY!</b></i><br />
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<i>but,she doesn't know , his big boy has a wounded heart,</i><br />
<i>which has been used thousand times</i><br />
<i>and has been hundred times teared apart.</i><br />
<i>and though i hide my wet eye.</i><br />
<i>mamma says<b> BIG BOYS DON'T CRY!!</b></i><br />
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<i>mamma, its OK, i have let it go,</i><br />
<i>on some reason it comes to and fro.</i><br />
<i>Often, i pen down my thoughts to make me ease.</i><br />
<i>i do all good things towards happiness,</i><br />
<i>i have cut the roots for the love to grow.</i><br />
<i>i made mistakes there i was a kid,</i><br />
<i>i promised myself i wont bent in knees.</i><br />
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<i>I love to walk in rain to wash away my pain.</i><br />
<i>to wash away all scars and those bad strains.</i><br />
<i>Though i am broken and my eyes are red</i><br />
<i>she asked me are u OK son? , i said a lie.</i><br />
<i>mamma says<b> BIG BOYS DON'T CRY!!!</b></i></div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-62299371567263388502014-02-16T01:18:00.007-08:002014-02-22T01:51:35.418-08:00FORGET and FORGIVE.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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i have forgot the story,<br />
i forgot all lines.<br />
i have forgiven you,<br />
and i have stopped blaming my mind.<br />
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Don't want to look back to the darkest part.<br />
Even I don't want to blame my innocent heart.<br />
So many sacrifices I did, just for you.<br />
At times I hurt peoples,<br />
At times I made my friends sad.<br />
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Now, I feel how stupid i was,<br />
For a small piece of gold I ignored this beautiful world.<br />
Wounds and Tears, Scars and Wars<br />
I have gone through so many things,<br />
So many untold stories so many unexpressed feelings<br />
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<b>Yes, I have forgot the story and all its Dealings....</b><br />
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J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-4075168724862118082014-02-10T00:49:00.002-08:002014-02-22T01:51:02.711-08:00 HANG OUT..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">If only u dress in brown..</span><br />
<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">I will surely cm down. </span><br />
<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">No matter how busy i be.. <br />
Any means i will make myself free.. </span><br />
<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">We will walk down da lane.. </span><br />
<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">Un like sm
odr day.. </span><br />
<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">I swear, u will remember me till your hair turns <b>GREY!</b></span></div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-65458559831178729042014-02-06T00:23:00.000-08:002014-02-22T01:51:56.191-08:00LOVE DON'T STAY HERE ANYMORE !!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> <b> </b></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">i don't want to be in love, I am afraid of it.</span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>i don't want to be hurt, i run away from it.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>i don't want to cry, i am already tired of it.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>i don't want to be cared, i am fed up of it.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>and its LOVE....</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> broke me when i was enjoying the tender life.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> sleepless nights, rolling in bed crying in the dark</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> each moment still cuts me like a knife.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> dreams turned into nightmares,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> as well good turned into bad..</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> </i></span><i style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">where were those promises gone, that were made under the blue moon.</i><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> were they just some words in a foggy mirror, that faded so soon..</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>YOU are still in my wallet, I see , I cry and i remember you.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>another swig from the bottle, and it makes me think.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>not a single time; i don't come to your mind?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>don't you feel like knowing... if i am still doing fine..</i></span></div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-32054193714342114142014-01-15T05:45:00.000-08:002014-01-15T05:54:30.793-08:00COFFEE AFFAIR !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b>Today's wasted times are treasure of tomorrow.</b></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">those cups of coffee would be merely possible;</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> as we grow old with the seeds of sorrow.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Empty cups, the place,the table ,the tools; all will remain the same,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> but, you won't be there to fight with me anymore...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">No more we will enjoy watching people , passing by.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Smiling Sharing, it's been the best days i won't lie.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Oh!! friend i don't know you would be doing it or not...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #37404e; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">BUT, me and coffee<b> will miss u a lot.</b>.....</span><br />
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J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-56396673000129745612013-04-02T04:12:00.000-07:002013-04-02T04:13:47.797-07:00FACE BOOK<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Its a box of addiction, a beautiful attachment of life.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Making my life more beautiful, yes, when im alone too.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before, life was never like, </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When shared to the least known and even the unknowns...</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wish i was born with an update' and people clicking LIKE to that.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But Science could not make it so early, even no one before MARK.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> but i wont let my next generation miss those fun..</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> So, could my son cant blame me !!</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> since 2009.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> JC. </span></i></div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-48008114434218750862013-03-22T03:25:00.000-07:002014-01-15T05:54:07.595-08:00RE-PHRASING MYSELF.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>A small boy round the corner of the room,</i></div>
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<i>Shy in nature and reserve in his words</i></div>
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<i>Sitting in the classroom, sitting extrem last..</i></div>
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<i>Loosing hopes for some specific reasons</i></div>
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<i>which may or may not cause any such variation..</i></div>
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<i>But he tried to extract the source of happiness rather than the comfort </i></div>
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<i>In the millions world home, with billions of worthless thought</i></div>
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<i>Is he the one, is this the end... </i></div>
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<i>Did we ever tried to read our self?</i></div>
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<i>Did we ever bend?</i></div>
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<i>Did we ever turned back to see , <b>"is our Foot prints still in the sand".</b></i></div>
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J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-26842596325775277452012-06-21T23:55:00.002-07:002014-01-15T05:54:07.591-08:00The Art of Missing Someone.....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i>Pretended to be happy, we smile in sorrow...</i><br />
<i> talking with the midnight we cry in pillow.</i><br />
<i>Sometime we manage to walk strong..</i><br />
<i> through the woods .. we walk long ... we walk long.....</i><br />
<i>but now,..... </i><br />
<i> No more roses look good,</i><br />
<i> No more hungry for food.</i><br />
<i> No girls across the globe can touch the heart of the hood. </i><br />
<i>A busy life sourrounded the mind,</i><br />
<i> but no ways to erase the shades of past.</i><br />
<i>a step ahead, and the memories behind.</i><br />
<i>skipping questions that keeps coming on mind.... </i><br />
<i>Searching for some empty spaces to live the life free.</i><br />
<i>In order to eradicate the pain we go through </i>,<br />
<i>and we let others show we dont care</i><br />
<i>Feelings are subsided, are not meant to share.........</i></div>J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0Hatigaon, Guwahati, Assam, India26.133303812572724 91.78572200191501926.123580312572724 91.780143001915022 26.143027312572723 91.791301001915016tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-76870190598662800362012-04-17T05:16:00.001-07:002014-01-15T05:54:30.821-08:00MY YELLOW LIFE !!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sunshine Friends and an open sky to..</h3>
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Searching life and flying high;</div>
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Brown shorts and wearing slippers by..</div>
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Loose T shirt and am damn feeling shy...</div>
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Ice box loaded with beer, driving in a funky car..</div>
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Wild roads and destination far.</div>
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Storing memories that's hard to wipe.</div>
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Thus,</div>
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its my YELLOW life....!!!</div>
</div>J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-16297245213279539262012-03-05T23:02:00.001-08:002014-01-15T05:54:30.786-08:00FRIENDS FRIES........<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I am only myself, when I am<br />
with my friends<br />
Bestowed, with similar thoughts and<br />
showered with all pure kind hearts..<br />
Friends you really mean to me much..!!<br />
Peace ans happiness all they lies within.<br />
Friends and fun, just hang and spin.<br />
They ease the pain, they make you smile.....<br />
They are the dose of<br />
everyday laughter file.<br />
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,,Friends are the only bunch of people....<br />
who gives reason to laugh at yourself....</div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-7786042066005196912012-02-25T00:16:00.001-08:002014-01-15T05:54:07.601-08:00small soilder....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Even the stars, Moon and the Sun,<br />
and the soilders shot with 21 guns..<br />
Everyone is crying and they were in pain.<br />
Money, luxury and comfort all will go in vain.<br />
and who knows, your tomorrow may change;<br />
you have to strave for food,<br />
you have to walk in rain.<br />
You are a soilder , you are here to fight,<br />
at any moment you can loose the light.... </div>
J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-33870915318251252372012-02-02T23:09:00.000-08:002014-01-15T05:54:30.797-08:00LESSON ..... from the past...!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b><i>Sometimes we are so wrong exploring things</i></b><br />
<b><i> that are out of league.</i></b><br />
<b><i>Wasting times, involving with critical and conflict human beings</i></b><br />
<b><i>Hanging on someones arms we relay., </i></b><br />
<b><i> Next day alone we are just left to cry.</i></b><br />
<b><i>In some or other word;</i></b><br />
<b><i>This is a story of every heart .</i></b><br />
<b><i>Where wounds are not let to dry,</i></b><br />
<b><i>and a new piece of poetry comes by.</i></b><br />
<b><i>If the memories flashes before your eyes;</i></b><br />
<b><i>Or, the picture hurts you twice....</i></b><br />
<b><i>and, if you know you are always been right.</i></b><br />
<b><i>or still finding reason , for that very night..... </i></b><br />
<b><i>Then, you are suppose to walk through it...</i></b><br />
<b><i>Walk with a smile.....</i></b><br />
<b><i>Covering the past of your life....</i></b><br />
<i><b>For the dear ones you need to survive.......</b></i><br />
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<br /></div>J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-74090174171963613432012-02-02T04:14:00.000-08:002014-01-15T05:54:07.598-08:00i wish she be with me this -WINTER..........!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Ummm.......mmmmmm......<br />
Deing cold, dieing before i grow old,<br />
in a lonely street, i am walking alone.......<br />
Suddenly, love passed me by saying....<br />
try the sweet feeling in the rain...<br />
I cried it out , i cried in rain,<br />
I want to feel this once again.....<br />
and,.... I wish , she be there ,she be with me......<br />
Some how, we can make this winter like the past to be.......</div>J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-57581462338837461562012-01-27T05:59:00.000-08:002014-01-15T05:54:30.810-08:00materialistic...... we..!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
friends its just a thought .... while we are discussing about the life style .. and the sudden big change,.. in human life ... specially the people .. we are linked with .. our near and dear one... with ma .. brother.. cum ma friends .. with whom i open some corners of ma life .. and feel relaxed... that day with a cup of red tea.. in the cold shivering winter.. of freezy month january...... me and vishnu..... !!! at our best place to hang in our cozy bed...... having the reviews of life.......<br />
and thats true.......he said.... pointing to my words.... we have lost the charm of life .. running over the materialistic... things .. and becoming envious.. of each other .. looking the things .. of others... as he said we are much.... into social gatherings .. in marriages .. of our knows , close .. people.. and to the ... just say to be friends or..... simply near ones ... who are not that ... much important to be get attended in there parties... and there he wants to say... that... we are not made to manage ourself for the society... firstly... we are we.what we are..... we have our own priorities... and duties... as becoming a ... habitual ... social gatherer person... we skip our duties and ....... and its gets fastened with everything....<br />
secondly., we try to cope with the enviroment...and standard ....... of others.... we come closer to ... enviousness.....jealousy...and thus, we loose happiness........<br />
is it mandatory.... to copy or..... to raise the living.... level of ous according to others.. just to.... showoff.....<br />
Happiness... does belong to...... any criteria ... or condition..... ?? i guess noo........<br />
we can live happy .... in any case.. in any condition.... just we need to see the more less happy persons around us.... a birthday... spending..thousand and thousand.. rupeese... cant make any one happy.. unless he or she is ... satisfied.... so.. its a matter of.... ourself... if we are happy.. we will have ideas.. innovative ideas.. to make it special.. may be with .. only 500rs.. expenditure.....<br />
so, i think we need to be visionary.. with full planing...to spend the future.... with what we have.... with.. something.. creamy ideas... with lots of love.... and so .. others feel JEALOUS>> OF>> U....</div>J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-54489149988625471102011-11-06T01:12:00.000-07:002014-01-15T05:54:30.803-08:00where i found the meaning '' NOVEMBER RAIN''.......!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: black; text-align: left;"><i>one day after<b> my</b> office !! that day around 6pm evening, i went for a hair cut....Lo real g.s. road bhangagarh, and it was over by 6.30.... i was not in the mood to go home so soon,with a new look i thought to get lost in between beautiful girls.... and i was starving in hunger too....</i></div><div style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: black; text-align: left;"><i> . I decided to have a cup of cuppachinno</i> </div><div style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: black; text-align: left;"><i> i love that sharing with nobody ,i love hot served muffins.... also.... and the best place to have it is CCD cafe coffee day..i went to ccd bhangagarh in hub as because i was near to that......</i></div><div style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: black; text-align: left;"><i> the memorable day of my life is a unusual for me !! it is the best one hr. of ma life and it started on that place,.....---------</i></div><div style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: black; text-align: left;"><i><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"> when i entered .... ccd the base floor was occupied with lots of couples enjoying and laughing out loud.....every one was there with their partners and only me and some waiters were the only lonely peoples starring at the happiness of others.i was in ma mind and thought to go upstairs where a simple whitish boy wished me SIR.. and offered me a table for two , next to a big glass just in the left side of that floor , after entrance , facing back to the LCD tv screen,...and i was plugged with my ear phones and lost in music in my small cute mp3 player from sony......</span></i><br />
<i><span style="background-color: white;"> listening to METALLICA -TURN the PAGE!! i was ignore of my surroundings, with volume high...i suddenly..saw the waiter asking for the order.. i didn t saw the menu , i knew what i will have......asked for a grand cup ... ou cuppachinno..and hot served muffins. Me myself cuppachino and hot served muffins was totally enjoying the company of music and me.I found myself lost in my own world with no worries and tension.The waiter said, 15 mints and your order will be on your table, Sir..!! I was totally blown out with the beautiful song of metallica and one of my favorite-and then-...........</span></i><br />
<i><span style="background-color: white;">Suddenly - i felt a hand in my shoulder, turned my head......I saw a grown up boy with a big carrying in his shoulders and i noticed he was wearing chappals.., looked a little shabby, not in that much good attire...... <br />
</span></i></div></div>J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com0Bhangagarh, Guwahati, Assam, India26.166962162873912 91.76687393687598226.162017662873911 91.763789436875982 26.171906662873912 91.769958436875982tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4349756912764636761.post-60288465174455877312011-05-29T02:21:00.000-07:002014-01-15T05:54:30.814-08:0050 grms of my life..............!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><i>everytime <span style="background-color: red;">i think about ma future,my heart plays a big role in it... the time i feel iam smiling , i loose my passion of happiness......</span></i><br />
<i>i keep dreaming for the day whereas, the night never falls...... it has been known to me.... i am born alone...alone was my past and,... and alone is my future...... </i><br />
<i>but thn why god shows me hopes.... and gives dreams in night.....</i><br />
<i>why god makes me feel good when iam in dark... and again inspires me to search a beam of light. from the dark to get it over.....</i><br />
<i>i cry with a smile in ma face, no tears in ma eyes,.... heart.. shakes and no word come out right...... !!! </i><br />
<i> i just want to share ma life with all the ppl with same eyes and same red heart.... ..... !!! so i wrote the blog .... please let me know do ma story matches to you..... thnking u... !!!<span style="background-color: red;"></span></i></div>J.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/17148888236691844875noreply@blogger.com1