Sunday, March 20, 2011

MY BFF..........


After the summer vacation of 2009 we were back in school. I was new to the school so I had few freinds. I met my best freind when the so called class teacher seated me besides her. Our bench was the only in class with 4 people and whtz more is tht two of them were great fatsos.  :P we snuggled between those two fatsos and held on tight to prevent falling down.
Dayz passed and so passed away our innocence. From barely buddies we were now those who did besharam baatein. We knew all of each others secrets now and we promised that even if it happens that we are no longer freinds then too we are not gonna disclose our secrets to anyone!
we were soon famous throughout the class for our stupid talks , for our LOLs , for our sharing of tiffins in class and of course for our thumbnail arts! we were careless about the world. When we both were togehter we were just us! We often had fights and ya I obviously beat her up as she is small in size bt still she never said anything and just left. afterwards we were again freinds and she never told anyone from where she got those bruises .
She was innocent . She was cute . I still remember those sparkling eyes, tht lovely smile ,the golden brown hair and of course a naughty smile. I came into her life and destroyed it all together.
Due to me from a typical studious girl she was a fun loving one . I disturbed her studies I made her the one who knew all stupid wayz to do pranks bt was never sorry for tht and obviously never will be! coz ya am her best freind and I have the rights to do all tht .

Times passed and so passed those happy dayz . We were soon in 9th standard and we got reshuffled . We were separated. We still ate each others tiffins but not between classes , we still danced to the beat of baarati songs bt not hand in hand , we still studied  between classes but did not scribble in each others books we still had secrets but could not share it we still gave exams but did not do any cheating.
We are now again in our own worlds missing each others presence . we are connected to each other by cellphones by facebook by lil meetings  between classes and in breaks . But till when
Till when can all this be satisfying! All these things cant make up to the times of old dayz. All these cant match the times when we were togehter all time! during assemblies during classes during sports periods during practicals.
But yeah we have to forget these silly things and go ahead in life . Afterall life is full of changes and every change is a challenge . We have to prove that we are much stronger and those silly changes cant ruin us. So we are back on our own paths but yeah I still miss her every second and every moment of my life!!!!!!
it was you PAWAR JI  who changed my life! thnx a millions to you!

Monday, March 14, 2011

Failures

As I walk down the autumn lane
My heart is full of sorrow and pain
The confidence over me is no more there
I sit and at the winners I stare
A lonely feeling; a fishy glare
A heartless breathing; no one to care
Sleepless nights ; a soul to byte
You have to be clam and hold on tight
The curtain over the sadness is reveiled
Succes lies somewhere unrevealed
Concelaed is the stage and light
My future has nothing bright
Silhoutted above the moon I can see
Trophies with a smile and glee
When I made that decision was I  injudicoius
But for this I  was so solicitous
Curses ,bad words and cruelty is what I have to face
Trust me I tried my best to be the ace
As I sit on the lonely park bench
I wish  I could drown in a trench
But if I behave this way
Success will not have its stay
I have to get up and once again try
I guess I was not born just to cry
My mind says get up you have to reach to the moon
But my heart sinks down and survives the noon
The feel inside is anonymously low
Everyone turns a back and gives a blow
If I couldnt do it once doesnt mean am useless
It comes to me naturally ; restlessness
Day by day my soul it eludes
Look within yourself just to conclude
And in the end today theres no solution
What I need is your absolution
People am nothing more than a rebel
They call out that stupid libel
The noise inside is so obscure
It takes a long time for internal wounds to cure
Tired I am of this silly behaviour
These are the moments when comes to you failure..............












nother stupid poem!!!! ;)