d harder u fall, d higher u bounce................

"A non-doer is very often a critic-that is, someone who sits back and watches doers, and then waxes philosophically about how the doers are doing. It's easy to be a critic, but being a doer requires effort, risk, and change."

she was jst lost , n shud i call him a fool or i belame d cirumstance 4 it, wateva it is ,was, left her shattered, n wordz cant in itself conjure d feelingz, can i do dat 2?
no she herself will lack words 4 it, olthough she has flair 4 writing!
but sumtime lyf leavz u at a point whr u r widout wordz ,feelingz,emotionz,rather ol dat is left of u is a so cald prson............whoz jst ditto of her but den not her, not d 1 i knw not d 1 she used 2 b n not d 1 i will call my bestfrn ironical, dat it is d time she wud wanna call me D BESTEST FRN!

i did evything i wud wanna do still ol i can,cz i wanted her bak, n cz i wanted her lky my bf,jst d soarhrt sortz,d figthz(ok 1hrs in particular) d luv (ok 1min in particular,esply 4 me)d frenship(1 miilion bilion,trilion yrz in particular)i wanted it ol,
well yeah selfish i m , n as horibly gud in geting wat i want as can b, n so der i pushed her on 1 more time , n again n again n again n der she fought hard,she knew she din wanna luse not at d stake of me
i knw its vividly alive in front of her eyes in her thotz ,in her............................................... but

wid d passin of time she wud slowly tire of dis xercise.she wud find it incresingly xhausting 2 conjure up 2dust off,2 resuscitate 1nce again wat was long dead.der wud cum a day ,infact,yrs l8rs whn she wud no longer bewail his loss,or not as relentlessly,not nearly,der wud cum a day whn d detailz of his face wud begin 2 slip 4m memoryz grip.she wud not miss him as she did now whn d ache of his absence was her umremitting companion lky phnthom of amputee.
she wud do jst fine , n i will get ye bak!

"The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials."
u jst won d trial। he has lost it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



साki

somewhere in between.....

i cant be losing sleep over this.....

cant be losing sleep over this, no I cant , And now I can not stop pacing

Give me a few hours, Ill have all this sorted out

If my mind would just stop racing

Cause I cannot stand still , I cant be this unsturdy

This cannot be happening

This is over my head but underneath my feet

Cuz by tomorrow morning Ill have this thing beat

And everything will be back to the way that it was

I wish that it was just that easy

Cuz Im waiting for tonight

Then waiting for tomorrow

And Im somewhere in between

What is real, and just a dream

.......

i hope to god it was a dream.... it hurts....reality hurts... this is when u wished that u were living the fantasy... life has come to a screeching halt...and its like being pulled in ol da directions and yet u get so glued to that one moment...unable to move even a bit... u go nowhere...

trapped in by fear...pain.. . helplessness... by those tears that wouldnt fall... hoping that things would just go back to normal.. waiting for tomorrow...and yet knwoing that its never too easy...and things just might never change.... stuck in da middle...caught in by the invisble force....those chains of emotions never letting u go.. pulling u down under with them... dey are the dark forces now i know... taking u nowhere... am somewhere in between.. still hoping this all is just a dream....if i could do nething to turn this around... but its like having lost all power... having lost control..

.in the end its da destiny dat won... having robbed me of everything...!!!

i miss . . . . . .. .!!!!

" was it real or just a dream....?????"

foool's paradise....

arent we living in the perfectly carved out fol's paradise... believeing and hoping...and trusting...and then opening the biggest possible gateway to get ourselves hurt...
pretending and ignoring...
knowing the truth but still trying to contadict oursleves and the others aorund us...
hiding beneath those layers of the endless lies and deceit..
and still having the courage to stand up as if nothing ever happens and that the world is fucking lying and a crooked place.. though its is definitely crooked for a fact but still are we any less...??
i wonder... well we arent.. we go on and on and on....going afterthe things we arent suppose to chase in the first place...
being with people , we are suposed to stay away from...
"lusting afetr the forbidden fruit..." as they say...
pretending to be strong so that the world cannot see the weakness that prevails in us....
we are stupid and ignorant and blind....
blind towars the truht and facts of life..
trying to be our own person and losing our identity in doing so...
being so ironically cliched...
twisted..and demented....

gawd..... the pain is being inflicted now...
it hurts to see..
where we have reached and hwat we have become...
i wish we wrent human at times... could become numb to all these emotions....
could just turn every tear into a smile... but i cant....
and dis is da price to be paid to have lived so long in a fol's paradise...
why do they say so....
hmmmmmm ...welll isnt it obvious.... we always like to do those things taht we know even if remotely....are gonna change the course of our lives for good....
we are ol a bunch of fools..... who know it ola nd yet they dnt...
who can save themselves from the fire yet they jump right on into it....

.....

we all are a bunch of fools...living in the unknown....
living in the fool's paradise.....

in depth of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer.

Hey

{2 ol who thot of n went through d effortz of openin d page n decidin 2 go through & fcoz 2 ol dose who dint go through u hav hey wid 1 more thing-seriously as if I CARE!}



DIS IS MUCH OF MY BEST FRNZ PROPERTY, i jst feel lky tresspassing sumtimes n 2day i was 2 lonely & wandering around whn i knew xcatly d place i was luking 4!

i dnt wat m i trying 2 rite,but i m aware its gonnna b sum heavy stuff in here, so u guys still hav d choice to go bak n TAKE D HEY WID 1 MORE THING!(LOLZ)





surendering is d last thing i wud hav wanna do, to ny thing ,person or circumstances, but i guess IT CAME OUT TO B D LAST OF THING LEFT TO DO, i jst gave up , d protected,vry luved n strong saaki away, away in sum1 hands, tusting ,to b safer,wateva may cum n cared lky der isnt nuf care left in world,n luved but foolish r US, n i joined d company now!

to get a blow ,in return f evrythin, evry pinch of u , get is A BLOW THROWING U FACE DOWN N hitting u directly -bang! n ol u can do is left on mercies of dem ,dey feeling bloody nthing!but mere a tickel of laughter!

but i m through it ,m so through it ,strong is d feeling, n u roast in hell is d desire!
u finally get to learn........ d consequences of givin up urself n realise..............
When you have come to the edge of all the light you know and are about to fall into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly...
so i hav learned to fly long time bak,but u cant help d human instinct can u ? u still go head m remorse ova watz gone, rather to go a head ........


Love can sometimes be *magic*.. But magic can sometimes be an *illusion*