Wednesday, May 24, 2006

this can't be 'ME'








YOU, have changed........
and ...... so, have I ........




I have started to HATE, every person i get to KNOW......


when, where and how did it happen ?


do YOU know ?.....

I don't know.I don't know.I don't know. I don't know.I don't know.I don't know.
I don't know.I don't know.I don;t know.I don't know.I don't know.I don't know.
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I beleived , every person u meet wears an invisible sign"NOTICE ME"...LOVE was the only feeling i could spread .... SMILE was the only beauty i could wear....HAPPINESS was the only spark i could see in the eyes of others... the meaning of the words, rage, despair, confusion,agony, sorrow,hatred,posessive which i was unaware of, now reflect from every word u say...You are no more, the person i used to know..and ..I am no more , the same person U will ever know....

Thursday, May 18, 2006

To whom it may Concern......





..........Many Happy Returns Of The Day.........

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

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It is so easy to say NO , sometimes out of the fear, so, how about just taking a hard road and saying ,YEs....


You know, i would like to see you again ,if , that is alright.....
(Just say this one time)...

I mean . what is so wrong in just being friends....


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Nothing , i guess.... (whisper)
yeah , Nothing....






but...........






Never Mind.........

Saturday, May 13, 2006

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what is better? a LIE that draws a smile or a TRUTH that draws a tear?

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Baba jani....

Isn't she lovely
Isn't she wonderfull
Isn't she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love
we'd be Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love
Isn't she pretty
Truly the angel's best
Boy, I'm so happy
We have been heaven blessed
I can't believe what God has done through us
he's given life to one
But isn't she lovely
made from love
Isn't she lovely
Life and love are the same
Life is Aisha
The meaning of her name
Londie, it could have not been done
Without you who conceived the one
That's so very lovely made from love

Baba jani do you remember telling me , Isn't she lovely by steive Wander was the first song that came into your mind when nurse gave you the news saying *You are blessed with a baby girl* and you hold me in your arms saying; 'You are truly Blessed.....'

Dad dreams, he plans,he struggles to give us the best.His sacrifice is quiet,his life is love expressed

Blessed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father.
Any guy can be a father.

It takes someone special to be a Daddy.

Any man can be a father, but it takes a real man to change a dirty diaper

By the time a man realizes that maybe his father was right, he usually has a son who thinks he is wrong



a father is someone that holds your hand at the fairmakes sure you do what your mother saysholds back your hair when yor are sickbrushes that hair when it is tangled because mother is too busylets you eat ice cream for breakfeast but only when mother is awayhe walks you down the aisleand tells you everythings gonna be ok
When i was born,You were there to catch me when i fall, whenever and wherever.When i said my first words,You were there for me,to teach me the whole dictionary if need be.When i took my first steps,You were there to encourage me on.When i had my first day at school,you were there to give me advice and help me with my homework.I still havent finished school,or walked down the aisle, or had my first child.But i know you will be there for me through all these times and more, the good and bad.So i just wrote this to say 'I LOVE YOU DAD

There are few times when you become speechles... no matter how much you try but words dunt come out right... there are no exact words to describe the feelings... anf that is exactly what i m going though ... All i can say is....

I am as just lucky as i can be for the worlds best dad belongs to me....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABA JANI.....

Monday, May 01, 2006

The Visit.....











The things you don't show
The things you will never tell
The things you keep so well hidden
I know them.

The things you let go
The smallest details you forget about
The trail you leave behind
They carry your small secrets


You may feel you are the only one to know
You may think nothing is lost
But as soon as you let go

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It's gone