I just this forwarded, nice and touching……. Don’t forget, there’s something more valuable than money… emotions, relations, care for it!
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While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked up stone and scratched lines on the side of the car.
In anger, the man took the child’s hand and hit it many times not realizing he was using a wrench.

At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.

When the child saw his father….. with painful eyes he asked, ‘Dad when will my fingers grow back?’ The man was so hurt and speechless; he went back to his car and kicked it a lot of times. (more…)

Okay, here’s the political side of me.. trying my best to be politically and factually correct.. But, anyways that’s my opinion.. and who cares.. :p

Today we saw the results of Indian general Elections, 2009/ 15th Lok Sabha elections where United Progressive Alliance (UPA) won with Indian National Congress’ (INC) best since, 1991. These results will certainly, rather hopefully teach lots of lessons to the loosers, like the Tricky Third Fronts, Funny Fourth Fronters, N00bish National Democratic Alliance (NDA) - Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) basically.

I don’t see this is as a win for UPA/ Congress for their policies during the past five years, I rather find it as loss of opposition for lack of picking of correct matters in correct way, which paved path for UPA/ INC’s victory.

What I could possibly see the reasons for their losses - (more…)

This month I found a poet/ song-writer in me… and here’s one of my first writings, hope the ghosts reading this blog will like this…

If you find it good enough, do leave some response and/ or you are an artiste/ band feel free to use it for your composition… And, do send me to listen it.. It’ll be also good if something is shared with me, in case any profit is earned through this… (Day Dreams.. Eh? :p) Anyways, here it is….

Click on more for full version of this post.

Some people….
don’t deserve…

the love and concern
you give to them…

they are better left..
the way they are..

coz, they don’t understand..
what feelings are..
how it feels like when you stand
lonely with a broken heart bleeding in your hand…
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Okay… I think you have come across this page..

So now I want to say that.. I was really pissed (angry, annoyed) off and among my bad sides, I have the problem of making a fuss of out of small things, which at times I don’t/ am unable to present in front of anyone.. And, writing it out somewhere helps me take out my frustration, just like you feel better talking it out to someone.. It is all cool now, and I never intended to hurt your feelings/ sentiments, make you feel sad… We as humans do mess up and react without thinking much.. and I understand.

The thing now is we should move on, on our ways to our destiny.. let’s not stand on the same place for ages..

If you are reading this, this is indeed meant for you…

For a second, I forgot where I live… I live in a country with narrow lanes and people with narrow minds.. Thanks for reminding me..

You call me childish.. I’d rather say you are childish..

You are childish for having such a narrow mind..
You are childish for discarding what I said..
You are childish for rather making your own assumptions…
You are childish for thinking what you thought was correct and it was the only possibility..
You are childish for not considering other possibilities..
You are childish for making such quick judgement..
You are childish for not allowing me to explain..
You are childish for making me a joke…
You are childish for not keeping it to yourself..
You are childish for making it the breaking news..
You are childish for not understanding my emotions..
You are childish for not understanding my feelings..
You are childish for not guessing the consequences…
You are childish for your childishness…

If you think, sticking a broken pencil with sellotape will fix it, you’re wrong.. it’ll still be a broken pencil. You killed my spirit.. my f#*ckin’ spirit!

I too could have made a lot fuss about this … but following my mistakes, my sins in past I don’t want to do it again.

Anyways,

As your farewell…..
Congratulating for your success,

still….

I wish you luck for
all your future endeavours…

With due respect..

Just thought to post this touching poem, originally posted by desideep at xBhp.

I saw you; hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But you didn’t see me put an extra £10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But you didn’t see me playing Santa at the local Mall.
I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my
bike parked out front. But you didn’t see me attending a meeting to raise more
money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
But you didn’t see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette
butt out the car window.
I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But you didn’t see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you stare at my long hair.
But you didn’t see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love. (more…)