I dont wanna talk
About the things weve gone through
Though its hurting me
Now its history
Ive played all my cards
And thats what youve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
Thats her destiny

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking Id be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
Its simple and its plain
Why should I complain.

But tell me does he kiss
Like I used to kiss you? 
Does it feel the same
When he calls your name? 
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed

The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all

I dont wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
Youve come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all

kyun aksar aisa hota hai,
mere kareeb hai jo
woh aksar ashko mein hota hai,
main uske hontoon pe hassi laana bhi chahoon
toh use sirf dard hi mehsoos hota hai.

mere har ek kadam ne dooriyaan hain badai
meri har ek saans ne sirf ashayein hain bhujai
aaj ashkon mein main bhi khoya hoon
yaad hai uske chehre ke woh laali
lekin yaad aata hai ke khoon ka rung bhi toh lal hi hota hai

aaj main us raah pe nikal chala hoon
jahaan na roshni hai na andhera.
aaj us raaste pe akela hoon
jahaan woh kabhi tha mera

lekin apni saanson ki har khushboo mein
yaad ataa hai har ek woh pal
jahaan woh raaste the rangeen
or mujhe pata tha key pyaar kya hota hai

sentir feliz

estoy sintiendo feliz. 

yea i am feelin happy, i am happy cos i made someone happpy.

i am happy cos i got relations

i am happy cus m chagin fer good

m happy cus my change is being noticed n appreciated.

i am happy cos people told me that m a gem

i m happy cus i made some feel special

m happy cus i am going bak to d days when i used to be happy

m happy cus dey made me happy

n u 2

what goes around NOT always comes around

i was jus sittin and thinkin that how important somethings are but are least respected by us.
talking on the context of environment, how often do we meet people tryin to do somethin to save d precious oxygen. I'l talk about myself only. i never think of doing anything to save the precious oxygen. But if the breath i take happens to be the last breath of oxygen then for the next breath i'l pay anything in the world.
Respect the thing that matters no matter if it is in abundance, because u never knw when you gonna run outta it and then life changes and it becomes hard to go on.
justin says what goes around ,comes around.
i really dont think so.
so take care

weird

this is what happened to me today. read and then tell me what i should have done.

i was with a friend at the S.B.I office in one of the busy offices in indorre (fer those who are in indore. i was in palasia office) .
when we reached there i say the chotta hathi standing there (the towing machine we call it the chotta hathi.)
The parking provided by the SBI is just enough for 20 bikes and no doubt it was filled in by more than 35 two wheelers besides the bicycles. but i managed to park my bike inside. as we parked the hathi also left with three bikes on its back. Anyways we went in and my friend started the work he had to do. i was waiting and was getting bored.
Another 10 minutes passed i was getting more than bored, my friend was in the queue and i came out and was approached by one guy to help him out .
he wanted to get his bike out and the bike that was parked just behind his bike happened to be mine.
Now the chotta hathi was not there so i decided to park my bike outside and wait there only.
I did wait but then decided to take out some money from the ATM.
i was in the queue thought of turning back and looked at the bike.
it was surrounded by two traffic policemen and parked nearby was the chotta hathi.
forgettin that after waitin for 20 mins in the queue my turn is next i went to save the bike which was about to get in the grip of the tusk.
anyways i put in the keys and the next thing i hear is (besides the deafning horns and mooing cows. )
rehne do beta. gaadi ke papers dikhao.
i dint have the papers as the bike was not mine.
i told him
uncle bhaiya ander hai. please wait for some time
he declined, told his assistant to load the bike.
damnit he said lets cut the reciept.

my indian mind was working with 100% efficiency.

i told him andar toh park karne ki jagah hi nai hai. park kahaan karoon?

he gave me the expected answer. 200 rupey ki raseed hai. naam kya hai?

i answered uncle 200 rupey toh nai hai.

all the times i've seen my mum bargaining with shopkeepers prooved to be helpfull.

finally we ended up giving him Rs.50 without the reciept.

i got the bike and he got Rs.50.

the indian government tells us to save fuel but does not have the quality of roads to provide us with max mileage.

they don't have the parking place but got these haathis moving around.

thanx president

you rock!!!

#18

a ray of llight entered
when i was in grim darkness
and i could not hold it
it went away leaving sadness.

days passed years went by, nothing ever changed
the sadness had to stay , n i was gettin used to this game
but then again something else was destined to happen
it was a new friend this time and it felt awesome

everything inside me was shared with this friend
decisions were never taken alone but i always had an advice
i never thought that this was not fer ever
and it just left me when i had no power to stay alive

and after that it's with me in a very weird way
it does not tell me nymore anything that happens new
rather is hurtin me evry moment in evryway
and it takes my tears as drops of dew.

then i decided to make this dew red
but was again stopped
a thought popped up in my head
and i rembered those 3 angels called mum bro n pop

thought of redness went away
and the dew went dry
then i decided to smile and never cry
this solitude is my new ray.


PS:: don't think i am sad. just wrote this at the moment.
lol tc

#17

aye!!! my pen rolls down again and dis tym its guilt.
my mind vomits words
and dis tym its big...
how could i let it happen
how could i let it go
i always waited fer a thing like dis
n hw cud i jus let it blow
fuk man i blew it up
and i broke one heart not bones
my ears waitin to hear d ring f my phone
my eyes waitin fer a glimpse of what i call gold
mann how cud i let it happen
how cud i let it go
y i cud nt stop it
how cud i let it blow

RAJ THACKREY WHERE ARE YOU????

THE terrorists strikes again. Mumbai again on fire.
People dying. Families ruined.
Loss of life property and above all Humanity.
26/12/2008.
peoplle are stuck in two well known, luxurious hotels.
while i was watchin the news. (i managed to using http://www.idesitv.com/) one question was constantly popping up in my mind.
It was WHERE ARE YOU MR. RAJ THACKREY.
people where dying and that too in the heart of your MAHARASTRA.
Elections on the corner we could see Mr.Narendra Modi telling us that he has been waitin outside and all. But instead of people dying and families left without a son, he can't end his emotional lecture without bitching about the current prime minister of india.
Anyways Mr. raj thackrey.
He must be concerned that in any of the hospital there aint no BIHARI donating blood to any MARATHI injured in the attack.
And the M.N.S is not showing it's face. i thought that they might show up for some volunteering.
I mean i knwo these guys can't fight the terrorists but atleast they can help the cops and all with other stuff.
No, Y should they.
n there is still no comment from the M.N.S chief.
anyways indian politics got just one prey.
the COMMON MAN.
RIP the common man.
n RIP all u who got got in this another terrorist attack.

thank yous....:D

ok......b4 starting i would like to extend thankx to a few people for helpin me out n actually savin my life............
first of all before thankin anyone i would like to thank the three guys who god me admitd to d hosp..
den to the people who held my hand
above all rohit bhaiya ..i owe so much to u...
jus saw u helpin my dad n i felt so relieved dat tho my bro is nt here i gt anoder brother doin all d stuff...sorry fer ur byk tho hehe
akhilesh bhaiya rattu bhaiya raju bhaiya shukla bhaiya kt bhaiya suggi bhaiya devesh bhaiya.....thanx a lot to u instead f teachin me d rules f livin out f d house thnx fer teachin me hw to fyt...akhi bhaiya thnx er ur lessons...rattu bhaiya thanx fer teachin me nt to b dependent on nyone(i tried it on u n always faild :D) raju bhaiya thnx fer teachin me hw to live life d king size...shukla bhaiya...thnx fer makin me more matured...kt bhaiya...bholeyy... thnx fer d relaaxxxxxx atti in me...suggi bhaiya thnx fer helpin me out wid e.d n all d subjcts wen rattu bhaiya ditched me...n last bt nt d least fr sure devesh bhaiya thnx fer tllin me hw tob sucsfull...

thanx bro...u r d best...m sorry fer evrythin i knw ihav hurt u so many times bt u knw wat i luv u like nythin...
thanx MOM thanx DAD..for evrythin...just evrythin....
thanx geetanjali deepak shalini shaz n chrungoo
for u have been wid me ignorin my moody char.
thanx geetanjali....
for tlin me wat is true frndship
thnx deepak
for being wid me thru all d gud n bad tymes
thnx shalini
fer carin n forgivin me
thanx shaz
no reasons fer thankin u...
thanx ishan
fer ur support n trust...
...
thanx ashish abhishek mudit ishan sunil tushar
fer being dere
thanx my classmates for takin dat extreme step fer me
thnx kuchroo .....
thnx naveen bhaiya for such a beautifull nu frnd
thnx tushar
fer lettin me kik ur @$$ hehe....
thnx chirayu
fer being dere n givin me ur precious tym..

i knw i forgot sio many names cus it's 3 am so plz forgive me
thanx a lot to evryone