..i did hear it somewhere...."its not that i miss her.....i miss what i thought she wass.. You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on." "You wondered how you’d make it through. I wondered what was wrong with you. Because how could you give your love to someone else, yet share your dreams with me? Sometimes the only thing you’re looking for, is the one thing you can’t see.

IN NEED OF CONVIVIALITY

well this blog i might sound a paranoid but generally i am in this woebegone state after a fag .dont mind !!ahh seems like the being in his goddman world is a suffering
..the birth a suffering
..old age is a suffering ..
childhood without the carte blanche a suffering
adolesence with all those questions in the mind a suffering family life with the responsibilities a suffering
being with loathsome people all around a suffering
disease a suffering
making love a suffering
loss of love a suffering
failure a suffering
death a suffering
hmm ankit mahajan is sounding little pugnacious.just in need to meet a vicar.may be he will beat him down in the debate today,!!..though this debate is up for grabs for anyone reading my blog.(one conition let me be high ..i bet competition will be much toughe r !)
anyways life today seems to me like a predicament a.story of struggle for every man who has been made insatiable to struggle till life downs its tools! ..by the ONE who has the dossier of evrybody alive and is read to him after his end (THE so called JUDGEMENT DAY) ..

born to win ..

no this isnt a book reveiw....but its just ..another of my blogss..its abt 3 in the afternoon ..didnt feel like going to class..anyways the question that reverberated in my mind..that am i born to win?no no surely not....!! nextt....is it that only some gifted one are ..born to win??who show their prodigy in childhood....no ..that cannot be said for sure ,have seen erudites digging holes in water..even after being adept in their respective feilds..so who excatly.is THE ONE???
is he the one with..POWER??
SUPERNATURAL POWER??
MONEY??
FAME??
or is it juss the hapiness that..measure how much of a winner we are??
or is a GAMUT of all the factors?
if it is the case WHAT is the right propotion?
is a winner a succesfull man or a successful man a winner ??
can say a kind of chicken and egg situation..swell deperately need the answer to the questions !! i hope serendipity does work (the answers will be vital!!for my vitality !)