merry christmas!!!!

howz it when your best friend falls in love????????????????????????
lemme tell my story.we are a "gang" of six and one fine morning one of us fall in "love".
and den she does'nt have time for us.her phone calls extends many hours,and we terribly miss her.we told her dis ,but she never understands.we console ourselves by saying that when relationship change priorities change.
and another fine day she spends with us.it seems as if our friendship has been "re-discovered".
not that she had stopped calling him,but its after we say goodnight.and wen dis day happen to be the christmas day,its wonderful.it was a beautiful day,and we owe it completely to her,for being with us.

it's them

the sun has spread its wings
the earth is shining bright
the world has started moving
and they are flying.............................
they are the new generation,the people who move the world.
look into their eyes, and you would see the shine.
the spark that carries them through,
the dreams that keep them alive....................
but fathom down and you'll find,their questioning eyes,
they are bewildered by the way life turns out,
staring at the misterious world thought to exist above
they may ask you "why" and you may never know
they are confused at the twisting path ahead,
not knowing their "aim" or the "end"
and still you say they are the "hope".
and they move on,as life has to..................
in search of the ultimate truth.

we salute you

Everyday we rise and realise that we are safe
some bullets will be fired, but you will be there to protect us
And when the whole world is in trouble, you wll awake
to protect us , to see that nothing happens to our country
...................and sometimes you fall in the hands of fate
WE SALUTE YOU
You may have left us, but your memories will stay.
It will inspire thousands to stand up for thier country, as you did
It will inspire thousand to be united accross the barriers of religion
to stand as one, to see our country and human life above everything.
You still live among us as the thousands of life that was saved ..........
we owe you our life and our country
WE SALUTE YOU
Tomorrow will be a better day,and we will live in a better world,
for God cannot deny the world that you lived, a better future

wat's with my curls???

The other day,my batchmate who happens to be a boy asked me to straighten my hair!!
After every outing day i find one of those beautiful curls dissappearing.All those girls are transformed into stereotyped beauties with straight hair.I do not say they aren't beautiful and plz...... dont tell me that i'm jealous,which i'm not.Whatever comes i'm not gonna straighten my hair.Plz dont think that i'm having beautiful curls that i'm sad of parting.I have the usual one.
But i dont want to leave it.I would really miss my curls when it curls up after every bath and peolple calling it noodles..................(.i definitely feel my curls r far better than that stupid junk food).This is the way i am and i dont want to change. I dont want to follow the crowd.And for all those who think only straight beautiful........................i may amaze you!!!!
AND, WHOEVER IS READING THIS I REQUEST U TO POST YOUR SINCERE COMMENT ON CURLY HAIR...prevent its extinction!!!!!

i have a dream

:I dream of travelling on a bike at 140km/hr in the midnight
:I dream of being in the munnar hills on a rainy day and read a novel through the night
:i dream of dancing in the rain with only wind to cheer me
:i dream of talking to the stars loud enough for them to hear
:i dream of walking through the highways in the midnight all alone
:i dream of waking up in the morning and finding that there is nothing left to do in life
::i dream of climbing up a mountain and watching the sun bidding bye to the world
:i dream of having a small hut in front of a river
:i dream of a lovely day all alone in the wilderness of Africa
:i dream of a walk through the clouds

life...........

sometimes i am too bad. i've always wanted to be in the elite of good people,but sometimes goes unsuccesful....................
sometimes i realise i have dreams to follow, but then everythings remain the same.........lazy and unambitious....................
there are times when i've felt that i mean something to someone,but the next momemt u r all alone.......................................
sometimes i feel the world hes been created for me,then everything stumbles at the hands of fate...........................................
some times i feel i'm gonna be the person to look out for,the next moment life feels to be hopeless.....................
why do this happen?
these contrasting experiences..........
life is different in all its ways..............
always surprising...........always baffling...................yet interesting..........
letting me guess...........may be i may strike gold..................may be..........

HOW CAN I HOLD YOU ON????????

Hold on,i would've screamed.....................
tears would've flown....................
But will that stop you?
It has been a long time
i knew, i should've told you..................
Since its time to part, no words need to be told
no tears shed...................
Let me keep it to myself
The dark secret of my life..................
It was my spring time.....those dreamy days
life was made brighter and lovely..................
How can i hold you on?
Only silence comes out of me,
no words to litter the moment.
I still hold on to future
we have to trade a long way
and our paths may cross..............
and one day we may.........Take our steps together..............

I've been sitting in front of this computer and wondering what to write for quite a long time.i've just finished reading Anurag Basu's "the Japanese wife".
Long ago i too had a dream of having a pen-friend some where at the other end of the world.To share dreams,joys,sorrow,and to know that it'll be read by someone who's far away ,living a life too different from mine.I had the images of seas seperating us and our hopes to meet some day.But it never happened.I used to search in the "YES" suppliment of Indian Express,but could not find one.Days and years have passed.As lives around the world changed,hand written notes gave way to prototyped printed notes,call for pen friends had ceased.There were orkut friends all around.The excitement of opening a newly arrived letter is unfound.The fragrace of the love,the courtship,the letter brought with it is long forgotten.
It still fills me with excitement and joy when i sit down with a pen and paper to jot down something.Going back to the pages before is like travelling through the long
lost days.Thoughts have changed a lot.From the simple poems about nature and God in the school days to the poems on love,friendship and solitude in the college days.Notes on sober political issues to dreams and hopes about life.Times have changed,and with it i too have changed."Change"would be a misnomer,"transformation"would be better.From a shy person to someone who can stand in the middle of the crowd and be still be myself.From someone who knew only to smile, to a person who can confidently laugh in the tougher times.
I know, life holds a lot more suprises.I am ready for them,may be not tough enough to face all of them,but definitely ready to learn more.

i'm here all alone

i'm here all alone staring at the space that u've left
u've been a lot to me..................at great friend ..........
a dutyful sister..................and sometimes my"daughter"
and when u r not here,
i do miss u.................. quiet a lot
i've never told u this before.........coz i've been shy
coz i knew that u would not take it seriously...................
coz i know u may laugh at it...............
u've been with me in the toughest of days
u've taught me to laugh in the midst of storm
u've been there in the sunshine.........and helped me smile
u made my life beautifull..............
u were there all long.............................
...................................and so u r a special friend

i'm here all alone

i'm here all alone ............................staring at the space you have left.
u've been a lot to me.a great friend...........a duityful sister(younger or elder?)
and quiet sometimes my"daughter".
i don't think i've ever opened up my mind to anyone than to you.
and when you are not here i do miss u ....quiet a lot
i know that i cannot tell u ........coz i feel shy.........and coz i know u wont take it seriously.
there has been times i've felt enraged towards you................
there has been times i stayed away from you..................
but never did i hate you.......................
because u've been the greatest asset to me
u've helped me to walk through the toughest path in life
u've been there to laugh with me in the sunshine
u've taught me to stay alive in the cloudy days
i've been so happy to be with u
............................................u r my most special friend

unspoken words

More than the words you spoke
i loved the unspoken ones
for i could feel the warmth of your love for me.
When i crippled at the hands of anger
and everything at home went upside down,
the words which your eyes spoke
made me silent and calm.
When sadness made my life crumble
and loneliness trapped me up
the thousand words your hug spoke
had broken the shadows in life.
When moments were loaded with surprises of success
and life was a noisy celebration
the words your smile spoke
had always been my greatest gift.
And every moment those unspoken words
has spoken volumes than spoken ones.
I loved those moments for they taught me
how silence could define life better
how life can go without wrong words being spoken.
I loved you for those unspoken words
for you left it to me to imagine how much you loved me.