I became 19 yrs a few days ago-received my best gift.Thnx andy,I couldn’t have thought something as creative, even if I had thought….well,I wouldn’t have taken efforts to see it through.That’s modest Abha talking.This year my Birthday was a smooth day the way I wished it to be…had a quite time listening to music,played guitar, received calls all day long, and very wittily dodged the question of “where’s the treat?”, by saying “no celebration this time, for a change”.But cutting the cake was inevitable,so for a change I cut two cakes this time…(cousin got one unknowingly).
Then there was a long drive to a place which was called,I don’t remember what its called,we had dinner,drove back home.The day ended and I was satisfied the way it went about.
One sure thing is that I am going to have a great year ahead. I don’t know why I feel so,but had a rough time in 2006.I have faltered a lot,but then who says faltering is bad.I have learned a great deal about almost everything in just one year.
So what do you think is the greatest development that will make year 2007…other than Moeser Baeier selling DVDS and VCD’s at rates of current pirated cds? And
Bollywood’s biggest tie of wedding(Abhiash)?
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
A time to sing...
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
wanting,having,loving,bullshit!!
what when all the right things happen at wrong times.........?
NOTHING...you learn to appreciate time and move on!!
Day in n day out,i am blessed with wishes and love that ppl wround me have to offer...they wish i have what i love n love what i have....to always want to live more,never having to live to want more...where does all of it get me?
At the end of the day i gotta believe in myself,because if i dont,i may not believe in the best of words of my best friends,though they are truly genuine.
So let me put it flat...
Work till i am able to say..
"I have all that i wanted and what i dont have,i never wanted."
i knw ppl have heard this b4 by King of Bollywood..but those who read my blog,know that i sometimes quote other ppl...SOMETIMES!!
NOTHING...you learn to appreciate time and move on!!
Day in n day out,i am blessed with wishes and love that ppl wround me have to offer...they wish i have what i love n love what i have....to always want to live more,never having to live to want more...where does all of it get me?
At the end of the day i gotta believe in myself,because if i dont,i may not believe in the best of words of my best friends,though they are truly genuine.
So let me put it flat...
Work till i am able to say..
"I have all that i wanted and what i dont have,i never wanted."
i knw ppl have heard this b4 by King of Bollywood..but those who read my blog,know that i sometimes quote other ppl...SOMETIMES!!
Understanding the irrelevent...
Read at ur own risk,...its awful piece i have here....
All this for love, they say
But who is to pave the way,
when the roads are shadowed
and there's darkness in the ray?
Excuse me but there's no regret
there's still much adventure left
I always keep my sails ready
My life is as calm as waves..
Loneliness is mind's desire,
is not always akin to sadness
when deafening silence begins to roar ,
The world has an easy reach to the shore
I shall always seek for god's
helping hand , for crutches are too worldly,
Faith is synonymous to oneself
deniers will know they've lost their pride!
Searching answers in shallow depths ,
is anchoring your boat in desert soil
You need to plunge into deepest wells
to quench your thirst for a while.
Life is spilt in blues and greys
and others that cant be discerned
But as i lay and think, the memories
appear in an unframed potrait unclear.
All this for love, they say
But who is to pave the way,
when the roads are shadowed
and there's darkness in the ray?
Excuse me but there's no regret
there's still much adventure left
I always keep my sails ready
My life is as calm as waves..
Loneliness is mind's desire,
is not always akin to sadness
when deafening silence begins to roar ,
The world has an easy reach to the shore
I shall always seek for god's
helping hand , for crutches are too worldly,
Faith is synonymous to oneself
deniers will know they've lost their pride!
Searching answers in shallow depths ,
is anchoring your boat in desert soil
You need to plunge into deepest wells
to quench your thirst for a while.
Life is spilt in blues and greys
and others that cant be discerned
But as i lay and think, the memories
appear in an unframed potrait unclear.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Get back baby..
So many times
i have sold myself to the unknown...
just to learn a few tricks of the world!
it pained me deep and i cant bear it more
when you said "Grow up baby,its a wide wild world."
this one's for You baby....
I have lived your dreams
And you shaped some of mine,
Said together we will chase them
Till the end of time.you said
Come what may,”I’ll stand by you”,
And today my heart aches to see a broken You.
A year without you seemed like a long decade,
My hope got stronger but my thoughts decayed.
Am sick and tired of losing and getting the boos
But I am ready to try again whenever you say “abhu”
It’s a painful journey,the fact is sour,
I say “hold on boy”,you’ve come so far
You say “haven’t taken the journey I’d intended to,
Again I am left speechless by a broken you.
I live life with no plans in advance
Pretended wise while taking a chance,
I love to follow my instincts,they’re often true..
This time I wont take a chance,I wont get screwed,
I promise to god I’ll get back YOU.
i have sold myself to the unknown...
just to learn a few tricks of the world!
it pained me deep and i cant bear it more
when you said "Grow up baby,its a wide wild world."
this one's for You baby....
I have lived your dreams
And you shaped some of mine,
Said together we will chase them
Till the end of time.you said
Come what may,”I’ll stand by you”,
And today my heart aches to see a broken You.
A year without you seemed like a long decade,
My hope got stronger but my thoughts decayed.
Am sick and tired of losing and getting the boos
But I am ready to try again whenever you say “abhu”
It’s a painful journey,the fact is sour,
I say “hold on boy”,you’ve come so far
You say “haven’t taken the journey I’d intended to,
Again I am left speechless by a broken you.
I live life with no plans in advance
Pretended wise while taking a chance,
I love to follow my instincts,they’re often true..
This time I wont take a chance,I wont get screwed,
I promise to god I’ll get back YOU.
defence mechanism
wierd things occur at certain moments of your life,leaving you undecided ...putting you in a state wher you ask self "why i did this at first place"....sometimes things dont go about the way they were meant to be and you consolingly say to yourself,"maybe it wasnt just meant to be?".....maybe Lord had wanted it some other way....maybe this or maybe that....anything but what you had intended too!!
We call it DEFENCE MECHANISM(ya da one we leant in FC).So when i write a blog in da flow of emotions this morning and order "publish"...blogspot thinks a lot and is apprehensive to accept my post,inspite of my several appeals by way of "refresh" option.and i give up finally after realising that my post is lost in the process..you can only imagine my disappointment if you a blogger yourself.
some might say that they are not a dumb blogger not to have written in word first!!
but the point is to make myself feel better or less pathetic,i conclude by saying "this wasnt meant to be!the post i had written was too personal,maybe its good in a way,now that its erased forever.i anyways saw my purpose by welting out my feelings...."blah blah blah...
aur is tarah mera emotion bhara blog bali chadh gaya.
humans err...and given that blogspot allow so many of them to confess here...yeh ek galti aapko(blogspot ko) maaf!!
We call it DEFENCE MECHANISM(ya da one we leant in FC).So when i write a blog in da flow of emotions this morning and order "publish"...blogspot thinks a lot and is apprehensive to accept my post,inspite of my several appeals by way of "refresh" option.and i give up finally after realising that my post is lost in the process..you can only imagine my disappointment if you a blogger yourself.
some might say that they are not a dumb blogger not to have written in word first!!
but the point is to make myself feel better or less pathetic,i conclude by saying "this wasnt meant to be!the post i had written was too personal,maybe its good in a way,now that its erased forever.i anyways saw my purpose by welting out my feelings...."blah blah blah...
aur is tarah mera emotion bhara blog bali chadh gaya.
humans err...and given that blogspot allow so many of them to confess here...yeh ek galti aapko(blogspot ko) maaf!!
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