Choices.....

Whatever comes our way...... whatever battle we have raging inside us, we always have a choice.

It's the choices
that make us who we are......
and we can always choose..................
to do what's right.

- Spiderman (Peter Parker)

Beete Lamhe - on repeated mode in my playlist

Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaate hai
Beete lamhein humein jab bhi yaad aate hai

Chand lamhaat ke vaaste hi sahi
Mushkura kar mili thi mujhe zindagi
eri aagosh din the mere kate
Teri baaahon mein thi mere raatien kati

Aaj bhi jab woh pal mujhko yaad aate hain
Dil se saare gumo ko bhoola jate hai


Mesmerising...lyrics and equally good music and vocals..
if u need the song..ask me I will mail u ...

Sometime I think what is love?
Is it the pleasure of the one in the life?
or, is it the sensation ,the vibe?
or, Is it the feeling that let you strive?

I was thinking to write a poem and ....I kno....it is the similar feeling that SRK got in response wen he was unable to hit the can to get the doll for Rani..."Tum se nahi hoga, Raj"
lol

So I actually narrate you a real life story of a boy in love with a committed gal...
The boy was quite a happy go lucky kindda guy..and one day he met one gal in internet..she told her name Aditi..she was quite a witty gal who never discussed her past with him...they got along rel fast...coz the boy wrote committed in his status..coz he never wanted to be hunted as a single guy..may be that gave the gal the courage..okay this guy is committed...he will not fall for me...
and they got along real well...they used to talk like hours ..sumtime from morning 9 to next morning 5 with break of only 30 minutes or so for different food breaks...
she was lovely to talk wid and he had fun wid her...the boy was possesive..he never used to like a gal talking to him and any other guy..for him the simple principle was..wen u talk to me ..u talk to me..she initially respected it and then she found it iiritating..yet she never openly told him that..she jus kept on giving excuses...but altogether it was a very good thing..a very healthy relation..Then he came to kno that her bf left her all of a sudden due to some family troubles and she was not able to handle that thing and was hurt..but she loved him even he was gone...one day she showed him her blog..he was surprised that it was the same blog he used to read it before and used to admire the author shadowfax a lot..

One day a misunderstanding came in between and she was off his life....but he kept visiting her blog..and keep himself updated...
and one day she went off abruptly...
how he tried to search her..she was jus off the grid like she never existed....
Wen he fst saw Ashu's blog and the blog crush..the fst thing was that in his mind was the gal
Shaista...and this post is dedicated to her...

If the love means caring for sumone and missing her wen she is away even wen they never said love you to each other..
then he was in love with that gal..

I don kno wat happened to her..but I kno him and he still has her in his mind as a pure soul whom he cared and who was his first internet companion...his first blog crush...
The following's are her lines...and he wants to dedicate to her only...

Koi khawahish bhi nahi,
Koi khalish bhi nahi...
Koi bhala ye kaya jane
Ab tu hume kisi se koi ummeed bhi nahi.

Koi aarzoo thi adhoori si,
Ek seher thi galb hone ko...
Kahin noor chala tha andhiyare ki orr,
Per roshni hi ab uske damn mein nahi.

Signs to see wen u wanna pee :P

Georgians...love courtesy every where



Japanese..O my god! Kung-fu there too :O



Now Ninjas too :p.. lol imagine urself that u r peeing with a Ninja :P



Iran..lol so traditional :P




Chinese..can't leave their obsession for noodle like figures :P



French ..elegance there too :P




Korean....lol..that's the perfect way it shud be..so real n so true :P

LOL-- Indian masterpiece :P

Got little late

Though I contributed to blog world..I wrote my daily update but I got busy..so I cudnt post anything here...as a post :-|

Actually was helping out Arti di in her new story..wid a lil translation work..
Sharing the story now
Click to get it...and for the english version..it will be published soon..and I will let you kno :)

And this song is for you all..


Round here


Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again
Where? I dont know
Maria says shes dying through the door I hear her crying
Why? I dont know

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said shed like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like shes walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says shes close to understanding jesus
She knows shes more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when shes nervous

Round here were carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here shes slipping through my hands

Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mamas little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says its only in my head
She says shhh I know its only in my head
But the girl on car in the parking lot says
man you should try to take a shot
Cant you see my walls are crumbling?
Then she looks up at the building and says shes thinking of jumping
She says shes tired of life she must be tired of something

Round here shes always on my mind
Round here hey man got lots of time
Round here were never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I cant see nothing, nothing round here
Catch me if Im falling

If u need the mp3 all u need is to drop a mail...

Think over...and tell me wat's ur version

SHOPPING MATH

A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.

A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need.



GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS

A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.

A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.

A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.

A successful woman is one who can find such a man.



HAPPINESS

To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.

To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.



LONGEVITY

Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.



PROPENSITY TO CHANGE

A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.

A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.



DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE

A woman has the last word in any argument.

Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.