THE NIGHT STAY

Avinash and Vishal had a night stay at my place last night...it was fun beyond all points. we slept at 5 in the morning....while i am writing this they are still sleeping. i have an xclusive pic of vishal sleeping r8 nw. Avi just got up , smiled and went to the lo..abi b neend me he saala. we kept talking about ghosts and haunted places all nyt....trust me its a lot of fun. then we switched on you tube n saw horror clips. in the end me n vishal were scared n decided to switch the topics. we fought, we talked...vishal ki thodi si li...well bht li...all in all it was so mch fun...aur mjhe ab b neend nai a rhe hai....it was loads of fun...could not hav been btr..:)

DEATH.....joy or sorrow

In the dark phase of my life came this poem....and in another dark phase i am writing it out for you...this is the third poem i wrote in my life. it's called....

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"DEATH-joy or sorrow"

If I ever die tomorrow,

It would not come as joy nor sorrow,

Have done what i wanted to,

Difficulties have passed through,

Narrow lane of pain,

Nothing to despair the drain,

The only thing I would miss and cry,

Was the thing in which i was shy,

No quake can hurt me,

No flood can sweep me,

I'll drown in the tunnel of heaven,

Passing the hell's demon,

'I have done no sin' I would say,

But will it save me from being a pray,

Embedded in the land I was born and then died,

Would think just one thing,

What if I die tomorrow,

Will it be a joy...or sorrow

A CHANTING CRY FOR LOVE

This is the first ever poem i wrote in my life.

i guess i had written it way back in my 10th grade. its called- 'A CHANTING CRY FOR LOVE'.

It is a very short poem but i must tell...it comes straight from my heart.

Thousands of them cry,

causing million tears in the eye,

A sleek pain in the heart,

'ORPHANS' is what we chant,

Parents is what they cry for,

Home is what they die for,

Though they are homeless,

But this makes them fearless,

A heart touching story,

Not of shame but glory,

Love your parents is what I say,

coz some of them just pray...

the next time I saw my Parents after writing this poem. i looked into there eyes and caught the love for me.. I will wait for the day I can reflect it back, that will be the day my parents are goin to be proud of me.