It didn't get boring! Its boring from the start. Its sort of like a major hook up site. And everyone is practically fake. So there's no such thing as meeting someone cool.
and I am back :)
haahahahahaha if my mum was a lesbo I wouldn't be here talking to you right now would I :p
magar khair hai dekhnay aur sochnay pe koi ticket nai hai :p
-.- Pal... my life ain't that lame that it can described by two love birds trying to break all the traditional ties to screw each other. Well obviously after they have managed to smooch each other. Well obviously after they have danced together. Well that does seem like my life. Where the other love bird is my baby... Mahrukh.
You slap your mama???? No wonder she was cheating on your Dad with me. Now let me tell you a story. You were 15 then. Not really that mature then... just like now as you don't have the balls to reveal yourself. Your mother came to me. And I said her to call you too. I like live action too you know. You sat back in the chair and relaxed. You pushed it towards her. She put her mouth on it and moved her face up and down up and down. You relaxed further as she was done. . . . So tell me how was that packet of super crisp?? What do you think your mom had in her mouth??? She was opening it the packet. Oh... that??? Gundiiii soch!
Considering the traditional notion we SHOULD and we MUST believe in miracles. And when we ask someone about miracles they usually end up telling us how different Prophets had abilities to do something beyond the imagination of mankind. Well... for me its not restricted to just that. I see miracles everyday. When I look at a leaf I am in shock and am amazed at how this simple green thing could produce food by simple stuff borrowed from the air. For me that's miracle enough. When I hear the music the birds produce just after the break of dawn... for me that's miracle enough. When I see how God nurtures love in the hearts of two people and connects them so closely that they understand each other before a mere whisper ... for me that's miracle enough. When I see how a mother's touch understands things deep within the folds of a person's heart... for me that's miracle enough.
Come on I am curious. I just remembered that commercial. Meriii muthiii maaaa bund haiii Kia Batadooo naaaa Naaaz pan Masala Naaaz pan Masala Hoping I could find ur name there :-P
The smoke from your lips claws at me. It takes the life from my lungs. But I will plaster a smile on my face, stop breathing and put the cigarette on your lips to see that haze cloud your eyes and mistake it for desire for me.
If it is a HER I couldn't properly take revenge because of the possibility of me getting attracted. But if it is a HE. I am already smiling at what I could do to him!
Alya please don't break my heart. I can't live without u! Ur love trembles my heart. Rocks me to the core. Slithers up to me and whispers in my ears all the beauties of life which will accompany me if I hold ur hand for the rest of my life. Please darling extend ur hand and my fantasies will become reality!