At last i wrote about it...
I some times feel Can a gal effect ur life to such an extent..... i some where read ...if u find a good Wife u have a good life and if u found a bad one u will be philospher for life..i some how agree this point.
We Boys are just a cold hearted creatures being sent on earth by god to work like a donkey and nothing much no emotions or love exist as such..Bus koi ladki dikhe and we are after it..ya thats life for most of us including me and few of my friens wud say specially me ..coz i am the one who are always talking the best creature on earth That is
"GALS"
since i was born i have seen how my mom brought me to such an extent tat i can buy and learn guitar even...i can make project tat can win ...and some how can patao a ladki also...though in mybad time she have been along wid...hold on this article is not the tribute to My MOM
but this one is for the gal who shayad wud never read this up...i know i am writing it for the gal whom some how i manged to love..idont know how..
I resisted my self from writing ab8 her from last so many months but the incidence tat happened wid me forced me to write ...basically those were the days i cant forget and wud not ..the word Called LOVE really existed in this bluddy universe i got to know from her.....
How a single phone call of her made my day ..and how a single sms of her took me in deep imaginations...but some how i cant forget those nights i talked to her on phones hiding my self and phone in quilt really those were the moments ...time rushes away and memories saty in hearts ...
Some English writer once said....
"it allways better to fall in love and suffer ,then never"
She was the one whose sepration tought me to live life seperately and it was one incidence which tought me to work hard to achieve my dreams...its not a tribute but just few thoghts and love tat still keeps on growing...i can say tat coz when ever i remember her i found her in my dreamz happend a lot many times............
P.S. Do u feel what i m writing is true??
We Boys are just a cold hearted creatures being sent on earth by god to work like a donkey and nothing much no emotions or love exist as such..Bus koi ladki dikhe and we are after it..ya thats life for most of us including me and few of my friens wud say specially me ..coz i am the one who are always talking the best creature on earth That is
"GALS"
since i was born i have seen how my mom brought me to such an extent tat i can buy and learn guitar even...i can make project tat can win ...and some how can patao a ladki also...though in mybad time she have been along wid...hold on this article is not the tribute to My MOM
but this one is for the gal who shayad wud never read this up...i know i am writing it for the gal whom some how i manged to love..idont know how..
I resisted my self from writing ab8 her from last so many months but the incidence tat happened wid me forced me to write ...basically those were the days i cant forget and wud not ..the word Called LOVE really existed in this bluddy universe i got to know from her.....
How a single phone call of her made my day ..and how a single sms of her took me in deep imaginations...but some how i cant forget those nights i talked to her on phones hiding my self and phone in quilt really those were the moments ...time rushes away and memories saty in hearts ...
Some English writer once said....
"it allways better to fall in love and suffer ,then never"
She was the one whose sepration tought me to live life seperately and it was one incidence which tought me to work hard to achieve my dreams...its not a tribute but just few thoghts and love tat still keeps on growing...i can say tat coz when ever i remember her i found her in my dreamz happend a lot many times............
P.S. Do u feel what i m writing is true??

3 Comments:
sahi dude..... tht feeling is amazing....
hope u have this feel haan?? kuch secret hai kya bhai??
hi buddy still vegitating in that old era... grow up buddy .. many things are waiting for u....any ways keep writing .. koi intersting ji love story likh..
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