My Bday Gifts
A cute turtle soft toy frm mah college palz.
An Esprit wrist watch frm my sweety.
A box of belgian chocolates...... yummmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
A lovely shirt frm mah parents......
A set of 2 cd's of love songs frm mah baby... i lovveeeee him........:)
A Cute little doggie key chain.
74% in my First Terminalzzz.
A speech in german which i gave in mah institute.. which was well applauded.
A quite dinner with mah parents.
A day well spent doing all the things i ever wanted to....
Getting to hear that mah boyfriend got 80% in his exams.
Sleeping with the satisfaction that i have completed 19 years of mah life... and those years were well spent!!!!....
P.S..... y do i get emotional towards the end????
Lost In Dreams
I love it when I dream.
They fit me like a saphire ring.
They take me places of lost fortunes.
They give people misforturnes.
Evertime I have a nighmare, I take pleasure from it.
In my dreams I can smell the candle when its lit.
In my dreams I am the cause of death.
I can take every ones very last breath.
I have dreams where my sheep turn to clouds.
I dream of things that are so unbelievably profound.
The men in them are quite proficient.
That when I sleep I couldnt miss it.
My dreams give me pleasure of the great unknown
.My garden of black roses are now grown.
If you like what you hear.
I dare you to come to my dark abyss of the unclear.
SCRIBE
i do get such attacks.. wherein i start behavin like a complete freak... a total nutcase... doesnt matter, arent all people diffrent?.. i am not like everyone else am i?.. its been a long time since i started talking to myself.. ich weiss es ist ganz verruckt.. but i cant help it, warum spricht ich auf deutsch wen i know there are ppl reading this blog who may not even know german?.... who cares??? its my blog ppl may read it or not.. i write for my own satisfaction.. i dont care for the comments i get.. i hardly ever check them....
these wierdo attacks arent abnormal are they???.. dirty ppl who think im a wierdo... wat can u achieve wen u stay smart?.. wat can u achieve anywayzz even if ur strange.. but i want ppl to mind thier own business.. and let me be me... y r there restrictions on anythin and everything??? y r there rules.. i hate all the fuckin rules... i hate ppl who make rules.... y cant v live on our own terms?.. y do i have to be home b4 dark?.. cant i deal wit muggers??? aint i strong enough to stay in a hostel??.... den y do i have to move out of mumbai????.. cant i be emotionally attached to the place where i hav spent bloody 19 years of my life??? there r times when i feel i should stop behaving like this... but den this is how i am... yeah this is how i am...
people in their right sense do not venture near me… I may come after you with a knife…I hate those who mess wit me……just hate them… that is why I did that to him… I bet he is still regretting it… yeah he still is……maybe your brains are all mushed up… by this time aint they??? Who told u to read this blog nywayzzz??? Cats I love them.. aint they da cutest creatures ever?.. unlike a dog they wont lick u wen u come home… just live their life on their own terms.. I shud have been a cat.. meow meow meow………. Dirty ppl who are still reading mah blog…dirty ppl..
Himesh.. the rising star!!!
what u have in common between maddona and himesh??.. well they performed at wembley.. the biggest stadium.. or is it auditorium??.. who cares anywayzzz.. in uk.. well nd yeah himesh has got a gr8 fan following in europe... hmm looks like a superstar is being born!!!.. maybe i should start listening to his numbers more often now.. so dat i can figure out what is so gr8 bout him!!!!
