its no now and then when its 2010..
its 3 am…2010 has been good so far…atleast a little more than i had expected..being used to failed resolutions every year, this january has broken the monotony by bringing in something better. Am able to keep myself upto the mark of my expectations. coaching going good..i need to put in more..hopefully i can make my academics better..feels good to instill these positivities in me….college sucks as usual…i really dont know how can i change my life. My friends say i have been a fool for being inert throughout these years..i am myself to blame for all that is happening to me..a girl can change your life…all you need is a fuck to grow up..but none can understand when put in a dungeon like chitkara you dont feel like talking and impressing girls..this bloody enviroment has changed me…it has just the happy soul…and when someone comes and says “manish you’ve changed” pinches more than anything else….and i feel like explaining “damn! its not me..i didnt change myself…just that lost my resistance and buckled under pressure” let the tyranny rule over me…i guess ever since i started blogging the mood is gloomy,frustrated…no sane mind would turn to read it but i dont care ‘coz this is me…the truth is this is actually happening and cant help
who is to blame?
here i am again and for the first time, i’ve got something else to think about apart from my ownself. its my country,my people and their future. Just turned off the exaggerating indian news channel since i couldn’t tolerate it any more. these channels ,though exaggerate, show what seemingly is truth. It,today, predicted about the to-be nuclear war between india and pakistan which would completely ruin two cities completely one in both the countries.The videos they showed would easliy horrify anyone. This is not a prediction by any soothsayer but has been predicted 10 years ago in the american pentagon. The various other predcitions which were written down and now are actually becoming the truth which include the ongoing affairs between the two warring nations…
i know the thing,i am giving a thought upon right now, will soon fade away from my mind but will there be an end to this unprecedented terror?..if u dont think upon these things then you are an inactive and selfish citizen but if you think upon it,you are a helpless and terrified citizen..which one of the two should i be when i cant do anything? all i can do is pray to Almighty and forget about it and get back to work and let those soldiers,who have opened their hearts to let the daggers pierce through them,handle the situation or become insensitive to all those innocent people whose life would be at stake just to satisfy the outburst of the leaders at the top…i see no fault of even the leaders as well since they are also helpless..everybody is helpless so who will come to rescue? we know we are falling in a pit and we have ample amount of time to save ourselves still we’ll let us go…
i again pity the lives of soldiers..Hats off to them!!!
CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS?
A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested ‘I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one.’ The SDU officer said, ‘Your requirements, please.’ ‘Oh, good looking, polite, humorous, sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don’t go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest.’ The officer listened carefully and replied, ‘I understand you need television.’
There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up a nd discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.
‘Good Life starts only when you stop wanting a better One’
‘Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away’
After all, we only live once….
Cheers..
Be patient…
This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy’s hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.
Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy’s hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery & saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, ‘Daddy, I’m sorry about your truck.’ Then he asked, ‘but when are my fingers going to grow back?’ The father went home & committed suicide.
Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired.. Broken bones & hurt feelings often can’t. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.
People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.
bhul ja….
Main bahut bad-tameez, mainu nahion tameez
naam mere do (2) kamm char so bees (420)
bohemia mainu yaar kehnde
jitthe jawan mere piche piche police hole
rehen do, jehra jo kehnda oh kehen do
lain do, mainu sah saukha lain do
kuriyan jehriyan aje v mere piche piche ohna waste mainu eh paigam likh lain do
mainu paise nashe naal pyar mere apneyan nu mere te ni aitbaar
nale mere yarran da bhangg da karobaar
assin din chipe te sari raat gharon bahar
fir navan din navin raat, navin kuriyan da saath
raat gyi, baat gyi, kon rakhda hisaab
chata awaara main appe e muhon kehnda, mainu bhul ja main pairin tere painda
Ya te meri zindgi ch aa ke rul ja
tera mera nahion hona guzara
loki mainu aakhde aawara, bhul ja, bhul ja
Main kuriyan da gallan ch aanda, bhul ja
main tere naal dil ni laganda, bhul ja
mainu paise nashe naal pyar mere apneyan nu mere te ni aiebaar
Bhul ja mainu, yaad rakhin meri ik gall maithon wadda shikari jammeya ni
mainu kuriyan ik wari wekh ke ni rajjdiyan
murh murh wekhan mere wall
main athwan (8) ajooba
mere naal jaan nu teyar teri mehbooba
jaan na pehchan, hun aan paigam
kuriyan ne likhniyan chithiyan mere naam
mera cell phone wajje hun subah sham
main roj navi kuriyan de naal peena jaam
desi kali te goriyan de naal meri sham
jehri sabh toon sohni, meri raat ohde naam
nale ikko hor gall
asin charhe mwali munde raatan jag daru pinde mauj sanu labhdi
cheti cheti aisi zindgi ch ho na be-krar
kar mera aietbar, tu nahion mere waste tyar
Ya te meri zindgi ch aa ke rul ja
tera mera nahion hona guzara
loki mainu aakhde aawara, bhul ja, bhul ja
Main kuriyan da gallan ch aanda, bhul ja
main tere naal dil ni laganda, bhul ja
mainu paise nashe naal pyar mere apneyan nu mere te ni aitbaar
