It is nice to see something different. Well not really, but nevertheless a welcome digress from other mundanely interesting threads.

Well, I was about to post a picture of my room as well. But, I better not, for it tells a story of my life, a strong sense of delusion - each having its own story lays scattered all over. That is what happens when you have no choice, but to rest, and you go thru all the craps you never knew, or have already forgotten.

It is as though Katrina struck my room before it hit New Orleans, completely destroying whatever little sanity my abode had. I do not blame Bush, Governor of NO (although it is she - they are too complicated for themselves, so who are we?), or the mayor for not being prepared.

Can someone in fact be serious that we can actually be primed for a female disaster? Can they not simply accept that it was beyond any rational man to really be?

Then came Rita. And people ask me what's in the name. How ironic!

Now, do you think the Bush's government was actually prepared for her? Come on now. It was just that she was merciful. You-know, like a viper who just hisses to warn you. She would strike if she wants to, and guess what, she can.

Don't be too sure though. Next time her sister Gita might as well destroy you. And you can do nothing about it. Nada. It is their world, and we, the men must overcome this illusion that we are if not better at least equal to them.

I tell you what - the sooner you realize it, the better it is for us. For our sanity, peace of mind, and happiness in general, it is of paramount importance we accept the fact that we no longer have the might to pull if off anymore. Let us unite in the fact, accepting defeat to our deceivingly strong, and ruthlessly merciful counterparts.

Just when you think you might have a chance to have one up, they drop the nuclear bomb; their trump card. Those tears. . .I hate god for creating those tears. I really do.

And if he did, only men should have those. Anyways, we shed it every time, only it is not gooey, does not appear like a liquid and does not drop from our eyes frequently enough. It just is within us, accompanied with a strong predicament of "to be or not to be."

Now I call upon all the mankind (men), to understand the fact that we are just a pawn in this game, where Katrinas and Ritas not only control the remote, but also own the main switch. Let us understand that we do not have a choice, and inevitable defeats are better accepted without any fight for a false sense of belief is like - a little knowledge which would eventually doom us.

Le this be known, that there is no way we can, realistically speaking, survive arguing, talking sense, or nonsense, hoping against hope that they would show us some mercy.
No Sir, they would not. We think we are strong, ha ha. . . a good delusion we have created to survive us thru our misery.

Even in their tears they are telling us, "look at you asshole, you think you can win against me, you think you are strong, now TAKE THIS!"

Lol Miss ruIna...Can you find me? I'm in hibernation..Catch me if you can before I vanish..;)

Good Night Girl

I really dont know whats happening in this thread.. tara just wanted to say hi to my Ruina sis!! She doesnt care about me anymore... BUT I DO!!:(

hahhaha! LOL noh! i was talking with gal named saheeba(not sure )who was hibernating !the reason for me to show up in this thread:D
but good to get ur good luck ! i am gonna need it for my xams!:)


so i have to catch u also eh! tough job tell ya!
haha!
laterz

Someone just care for ruIna not for Kanchi..:( Now Rythm wonders who this Kanchi is..:S

awww! rythm sis u know i care abt u, i always did!*hugs*
its just, i am bit preoccupied these days.
i promise! i miss u! ,i miss chating with u:(


*warm hug* i am soo haappy!:)
meh abu nunu garchu hai hehe!u take care

Awwww indis's confession lol. let it wane indis i can revive it wheneva i want. ;>)
be good, just wanted to say hi :>)

We were taught
We were nurtured
We were made to believe
There is a treasure but its hidden
There is joy but its forbidden
Then we become what we become
Look for treasure everywhere
Believe joy is only in treasure
We search and we dig
We go very far but mostly in vain
There are few lucky ones
Who find happiness in their own hearts
Joy was there all along in their own back yards
The moment he looked found the treasure
It was not even hidden it was just there
Anyone could have taken it
It was unguarded and unwanted all the time
Only the ones who know how to look can find it again
There is a treasure for everyone to share
Just keep looking and dust the dirt
You will never know when the treasure shines
Just be ready but remember its within reach
Its very close keep look'g and keep dust'g!!
:-)
-Shiv

Highfly bro, I agree. She is. Big time eh'?
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Flip flop is entertaining though! No need to investigate. Evidence aplenty! :)
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Hey thanX Kitty! I wish I could jam like a Jamaican or popping like a pop corn. ;). You rock:p
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Shiv, sorry mate! I am zoned out to muster anything creative worth posting but I am relishing yours. Mero alik behal cha ajkal kyarne...

Just some rambling . . .

Void; an emptiness can not be filled?
So we build dreams on shallow heart?
There's no void that can't be filled
It's up to us to be strong willed.
How many great warriors have failed?
Some were punished, other nailed.
'beging for mercy?' nah!
Could they be hoarding for another bout?;)

Just a thought!!!
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Sheeba!!!

What was the question again? ;)
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Hey hey stranger! Sparing some time to jot something? Ah! Timro pawan paila le mero again dhanye paryou sundari :p. Kripa dristi rakha ma mathi hehehe;)

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HIIIIIII Rhythm! ( Aba boldaina herra hai ) :p
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Hey Bewitch :). Hope all is fine with you. Don't count on your spell :p hehe. Later!


Later folks!
IndisGuise:)

Tmro Phone Bacahyera rakha hai Indi..Someone is after it...Sanchi bahneko..Bisawasta Sutra baat thaha bhayeko..:D....Karate sikeko manchhe ho paachi lageko pheri...Tmro Phone ko kassam la..:D

Nirman... maile kehi buje ta mari jaam. Karate re ? :o Hmmm...phone and karate?

Abu timi saathi bhako ke kaam mate... ki ajkal arda-satya bolne ra bujne class lee rako ho?:p. Timro sutra katiko biswasta cha? Tara mero biswasta sutrabhaneko timi nai la ;). Dosti ko farz ada gara yaar. Hahaha ;)

Always good to see you mate!

Abuiii Indi..timi jeudai chau?..:P Okay too much kidding all day today..How ya been Indi? been preoccupied eh?

Later!

Hey hey stranger! Sparing some time to jot something? Ah! Timro pawan paila le mero again dhanye paryou sundari :p. Kripa dristi rakha ma mathi hehehe;)
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pal mein paraya kardiya!;p
pawan paila ley hoina pawan haat le dhanya parnu khojeko!uff*stranger* ley heartburn bhayo:p

nirman ohoo!
momo khandai basney hai rose sis sangha! pakha ma pani nepal ma pani puri ra chaat khandai chungaunchu timilai:p indi pani huncha snaghai with his foteko mobile :p(kasam bujena indi le! LOL)

p.s aju i read it all! poem ko dohori ramailo lagyo!

Pani puri yum yum sisy...au na you ta indi pani hami sita cyber momo khana...:D futeko phone re? LOL...

i can't ni!:(
but i'll call u while eating pani puri!:D how are u feeling?

Oki sisy, tyo Nirman lai gali garata, khali kich kich kich kich...malai online dheknai hunna suta pathaucha grrrrrr...

hehe
i can't!

Lau Indi,
MEro Biswasta sutra aafai aaisakechha..LOL...Aabo maile kehi bhannai parena ...:D...Hahahaha
Jworo aayeko manchhe re...Online Bhoot...Kaam chhaian sajha dulna lai, Khurukka khat ma sutera nabaisikana..Jaau Bhagihaalaaaaaaaaa...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...:@

Gaye Gaye grrrrrrrrrrr

Good Good!!!
Aaani Niko bhayechhi Mo Mo khwaunla..:D
GO REST NOW!!!....:)

Flip flop, yep a lil busy! But I realised panic only takes one so far. Then comes insanity.So here I am. :p Catch my drift?

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Hey meri alu-paneer :p

When I look in the mirror
I see a stranger;
Could it be because you are one to me?
Or is it because you are not?

When I myself am stranger to the mirror,
How can thou be someone of mine?
But I wonder why I see thy reflection
Alas, the mirror has decieved me yet again....

Hehehehe... don't read in between the lines people. I insist it was a bout - a mental seizer. Ma ta timi lai nai khanchu chaat saat ko saata:p meri butter chicken ;). Futeko mobile? K bhancha?

Ankha kamjoor hola. Aju lekheko ek barsa pachi padnu ;) LOL
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Cyber momo re? Thank god you added mom after cyber. I would have been bitterly disappointed otherwise. Seriously! :p


IndisGuise:)