SERIAL BLASTS ..JAIPUR May 13, 2008
Once again the demons at large
they are not men but animals
and unfortunately
we have people pleading for their human rights!
they should be hunted down and shot
Once again the demons at large
they are not men but animals
and unfortunately
we have people pleading for their human rights!
they should be hunted down and shot
04/05/08
WELL ….SRIKANTH COMMENTED IN THE BEGINNING OF MATCH AGAINST RAJASTHAN ROYALES
” WELL ….ONE LOSS DOES NOT REALLY MATTER …,
SO SHANE WARNE HAS DECIDED TO GIVE ANOTHER ONE TO CSK
POOR DHONI
I, A FAN OF HIS FEEL BAD FOR HIM
BUT RAJASTHAN ROYALS WERE SIMPLY SUPERB
WELL DONE
SO
why ! oh why ?
sometimes
i get an urge to leave the page blank
not to type
as I try to wipe
the imprints made on the memory board
but find myself
unable to do so
you occupy every inch of my conscious mind
tell me something
why ! oh why!
i love you so
Can you come for dinner tonight
I promise we will not fight
We can watch movie , We can have fun
or on the beaches we can go for a run
when we get tired we can rest
or with you behind me, new bike I can test
life still owes us its best
let us celebrate the happiness fest
SURPRISED!
Bet i was
visited the Scindia museum at Gwalior Housed at the palace of erstwhile royalty
I can assure you that it is a beautiful place to visit
and the BMW car is a showpiece so cute and so …oooo…ooo small
smaller than NANO
poetry,my dear
is something you ought to hear
without being said
something you feel
as you feel touched
or that touches your heart
as only poetry can
or the colours of smile
that make you happy for a while
or that makes your eye wet
as someone’s sadness you get
but the poetry you love
are the words
that someone left unsaid
that you could have said
but could not say
before the words went astray
sometimes
as i think of you
i float through clouds
sail through light
walk across the deserts
of loneliness
with my parched lips
calling out your name……….
trying to touch you
my arms falling flail not reaching you
i fall on my knees
looking at you as i follow a mirage
a vision of yours
and my lips silently whisper your name
before i am engulfed in
the sea of uncosciousness
a sleep
and i dream of you……
sometimes….as i think of you
muskuratee hain boonde,jab girtee hain gagan se
chhoo kar teri zulfon ko jab girtee hain zameen pe
har boond mein ek indradhanush chamakta hai
kyunki woh roshan hai teri nazar ke noor se
har barsaat mein bheegta hoon
teri zulfon ke saaye mein
muskuratee ho tum jab barsaat nahin hoti
teri nam palkon ne chhooa hai jabse
dhoop ho ya barsaat ,tum kabhi door nahin hoti
MUKUL
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do not copy
choclates are tasty, chocolates are brown
they are loved in villages
favoured in town
going to be available very soon
on fun counters at the Moon