clock minds its minutes..!

khandraat aur imarat mai farq mehez waqt ka hota he.......!
har shaks, qoum aur cheez ka aik waqt hota he,
kamyaab aur azeem bas wahi shay hoti he, jo usss waqt ko pehchaan le, aur uska bharpoor istamaal kre....!


resonance frequency pehchaan le jo apni,
kionk agay peeche to sab bekaar he,
waqt srf wahi he..., moqaa srf wahi he.....!

and when you get that special minute, just make sure to fill it with sixty worthy seconds...!

Issb........, I didnt get selected...!

yaar blog, I know that I have that substance in me,
one way or the other I will reach the point I want to reach
ok, I cried alot on this,
coz I know that I wanted it, and I deserved it like hell
but mene kb dua ki thi k God give me this.......!
I always said
"Allah give me what I want and what is better for me."
So maybe I have something better enstored for me

Conclusion

People torture, but more do their memories

biggy big......... [mood :- cracked headed]

Big things happen,

.........................But smaller make them do.......!

Age matters...........!

She was the oldest 26 year-old, I heard.....!

Do tell everybody [ she included], that I am the oldest 18 year-old.....!

A test or a trip.......!

well, ISSB, what about it.......!

At first I said .........
such a long story...., and who would write/type/pen/keyboard down all that.......!



but on second thoughts, such a hilarious experience it was..., one has to record it down, for future remembrance.....!

I grin......

I forgive things, but who said that I forget them

leaving without a jet plane, on a coaster perhaps.!

blog, ja rhi hun, kal mai...!
Issb par...!

sari bethi hun, abhi packing waghera sab, prha bhi khaaas nhi..!
Aur ghar walon friends se paanch din door,
taqreeban sab ajnabi log...!

I am not a crying baby, but ese hi udaasi he kuch...!


And Now I add to the post... [ its 12 in the afternoon, just one day to go]
udaasi had se sawa he....,
being out of contact with , what I ccall my total world, for five days.....!
I am really not liking the idea
:sadness creeping in.....!

cheese.....! :grin

I feel healthy you knw
a bit pissed off, for some bad comments I got..., but otherwise allright!

yaar blog, you know that I have stopped caring about stupid stuff people have to say
but one does get sensitive,
when he is so told to be a thing, that he has taken so much pains not to be....!


My mom qoutes a shair often

Go zara si baat par barson k yarane gaye
lekin itna to hua, kuch log pehchane gaye

aur iss case mai, lor hi ko nhi ji..! ;grin

I am coming over things early..., Right...,
Good girl aint I ..?
[bhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr]


HEY LISTEN BLOG.......! I hate diplomatic games....! [bhrrrrrrrr]
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