tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34044364984027726962024-03-13T23:05:07.006-07:00lifeabout my lifevijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3404436498402772696.post-32051325974372638152011-03-08T01:24:00.000-08:002012-02-14T01:54:51.584-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Adage into the mirror twinkling,</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: medium; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">but the mirror was not,</span></b></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center; "><b>part of me was weeping and glaring,</b></div><b><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>telling me let it go..let it go.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Adage into the mirror crying,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>but the mirror was not,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>part of me was felicitous and gladden,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>telling me it will not go.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>There is something that matters,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>there is something about that instant,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>there is nothing that counts,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>threr is nothing about moments.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Whenever it happens the time stops,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>then why can't it last,why can't it be,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>is the slip is in me,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>or,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>it's just not the wish.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>I promised to make it happen and happy</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>but,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>expectation's are not in the dictionary.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Dreams are just dreams,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>it is always there,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>there are flower's,there are desire,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>things are so seeable , so pricey , so readable,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>on a spur of the moment my dream is flown far away,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">and i found it nowhere.</span></b></span></div></b></span>vijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3404436498402772696.post-6644434019944169072011-01-22T20:21:00.000-08:002011-01-22T20:23:38.721-08:00FIGHT BACK<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/TTus7j5S60I/AAAAAAAAADE/dutbJsAA4V4/s1600/adolescent_health_and_development_ahd_b_eve_teasing.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/TTus7j5S60I/AAAAAAAAADE/dutbJsAA4V4/s320/adolescent_health_and_development_ahd_b_eve_teasing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565231903794195266" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Algerian; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>For all those women and men who are not aware of women rights<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "> </span><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; ">Eve-teasing <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Is very common .Every day Women across some form of eve-teasing. What should women do? Should they speak up, or remain quite. Women should be empowered and fight back.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"><i> </i></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>It is a same day story every day. When a Women step out of her home , somewhere in the corner of the street a group of boys standing with a cigarette in their hands ,look at you as we are their property and they will do what they feel like and start singing a song” choli ke peeche kya hain” and we women do nothing and take a auto rickshaw and that auto rickshaw man will set his rear view mirror to get a better look of you ,and what we do ,we react in such a way that we are not aware of all this and try to hide ourselves with whatever belongings we have at that time. than some people on scooter will start riding parallel to the auto and peeps into the rickshaw and the driver show some kind of mercy and waves them off. and when you reach to your destination and get down two person will come on byke and slap you on your butt and drives off. and now now here comes we women ,what we do go home and just bang the door of our rooms as hard as possible.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>AND IF YOU ARE DOING THIS THAN I AM SORRY YOU ARE A BAD GIRL.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>FIGHT BACK.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>USE PEPPER TO PUT THEM INTO THE EYES OF SUCH MENTALLY SICK PEOPLE.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>DON’T GO ALONE IN NIGHTS.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>IT SOME ONE FOLLOWS YOU AND HAVE COURAGE TO WALK TO HIM AND SAY WHAT YOU WANT AND CALL A POLICE.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>KNOW YOUR ENEMY.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>BE STREET SMART.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>And for all Men , start changing yourself because now I’ll make you aware of some section of the INDIAN PENAL CODE<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Section -298(A) &(B) BY THE IPC<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; ">which sentences a man found guilty of making a girl or woman the target of obscene gestures, remarks, songs or recitation for a maximum tenure of three months</span></b></span><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>SECTION-292 BY THE IPC<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; ">showing pornographic or obscene pictures, books or slips to a woman or girl draws a fine of Rs.2000 with two years of rigorous imprisonment for first offenders</span></b></span><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; ">.</span></b><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; ">In case of repeated offence, when and if proved, the offender will be slapped with a fine of Rs.5000 with five years imprisonment</span>.</b></span><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>SECTION-509 BT IPC <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"><i> </i></span></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; ">obscene gestures, indecent body language and acidic comments directed at any woman or girl carries a penalty of rigorous imprisonment for one year or a fine or both.</span><o:p></o:p></i></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"><i> </i></span></o:p></span></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>WAKE UP PEOPLE AND IT’S TIME TO FIGHT BACK FOR YOURSELF</i></span></span></b></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:18.0pt;line-height: 115%;font-family:"Arial Rounded MT Bold","sans-serif""><o:p></o:p></span></b></p>vijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3404436498402772696.post-59740152422207462952010-06-04T22:29:00.000-07:002010-06-04T22:31:22.280-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/TAnhCQqB_7I/AAAAAAAAACI/c_wvk_3HyRc/s1600/love-21.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/TAnhCQqB_7I/AAAAAAAAACI/c_wvk_3HyRc/s320/love-21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479157850620166066" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"><i><b>Thoughts running through my mind,<br />Memories coming back again and again.<br />When your bags are packed up,<br />When you are ready to go,<br />Whenever we depart ,<br />It makes my heart part.<br />But,<br />Everlastingly with a feeling to meet you again,<br />Eternally with a hope to see you again,<br />Everlastingly with a desire to hold your hands,<br />Eternally with a trust to walk with you long,with hands in hands.<br /><br />How we have talked,<br />How we have walked,<br />What all we have done ,<br />What all we have not done,<br />Excitement of having something good,<br />Craze of all stupid things.<br /><br />I am listening your words again and again ,<br />The room echoing your voice again and again.<br /><br />You are my biggest strength,<br />When i look at you,when i hear you,<br />I feel something abundant in me.<br /><br />I have shared unforgettable days with you,<br />The days you have filled with bunches and bunches of beautiful flowers,<br />Made me full of delight,<br />Made me had a feeling of extreme pleasure.<br /><br />having a beautiful relationship with you,<br />Want to say i love you.<br /><br />I remember all,<br />Spending life with you,<br />Being whatever the relation is,<br />Is all i want.<br /><br />Will work hard to concentrate,<br />Will work hard to achieve,<br />will work more,,,on our goal..</b></i></span></span><br /></span>vijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3404436498402772696.post-28152700806777315742009-12-27T07:20:00.001-08:002009-12-27T07:25:57.262-08:00MOMENTS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Szd8K0eOMgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6-tu0HlQy-o/s1600-h/DSCN0789.JPG"><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Szd8K0eOMgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6-tu0HlQy-o/s320/DSCN0789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419937201889620482" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">In</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"> the loneliness of nights alone ,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">The search for strength to carry ,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">and my pillow is you,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">that makes me remember of you,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">and provision of warmness,</span><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">cosiness</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">that i felt with you.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">You loved me so much,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">You shared so much,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">i remembered those very moments,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">beautiful,and lovely,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">pure and true.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Then like the sun shine from up above ,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Then the flowers blossoms visible from my window, </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">You use to surrounds me with your endless love ,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">which i can feel with your warmness,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">your morning smile filled my days with happiness,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">your eyes said everything,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">And all the things I couldn't see,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Are now so clear to me ,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">that u will always remain with me.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">You are my everything </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">The only love I've ever known,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">that is yours ..only yours.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">When nothing else will do ,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">i remember you,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Your spirit pulls me through ,</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">and things goes on through.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div>vijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3404436498402772696.post-60445733326545574822009-10-08T07:49:00.000-07:002009-10-08T08:35:08.854-07:00ME AND YOU<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Ss4GfXFqntI/AAAAAAAAABw/sn4jkCgjLO0/s1600-h/LOVELY.gif"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Ss4GfXFqntI/AAAAAAAAABw/sn4jkCgjLO0/s320/LOVELY.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390252939852553938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Ss4GPgLzxXI/AAAAAAAAABo/3ba-UhpL5eo/s1600-h/Useless-.gif"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Ss4GPgLzxXI/AAAAAAAAABo/3ba-UhpL5eo/s320/Useless-.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390252667416331634" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Sitting in my backyard,</i></b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Thinking about you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>A tear dropped from my eyes,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I took it in my hand,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I thought and thought,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Is it because of you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I my very happy with you,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>then why it is because of you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Sitting in my backyard,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Thinking about you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I dont know what is right,what is wrong,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>When i am with you everything is right,nothing is wrong.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>When you talk of going,i get afraid,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>and think...</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>you are leaving me alone in this mean world.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>What will i do ,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Where will i go,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>but you are not happy,so how can i stop you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Sitting in my backyard,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Thinking about you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I have spend my life magic moments with you,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I will always keep them with me,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>you are always there with me,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>then what is the need of keeping them with me,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>but wait,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>What i am thinking,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>You are with me,or you are not with me,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>but you talk of leaving me,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>now i know why that tear dropped from my eyes.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Sitting in my backyard,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Thinking about you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I fight with you,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>because i afraid of loosing you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I ask questions,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>because i want answers from you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I want answers from you,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>because i don't want to loose you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Sitting in my backyard,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Thinking about you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>I'll do what you want,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>but do the things after thinking about me.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Is it the time to go,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Is it all ,we met to share.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>We met to get seperate,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>What if ,if i say don't go,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>What if,if i say ill miss you,don't go...</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>don't go,don't go,don't go...</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Sitting in my backyard,</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i>Thinking about you.</i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div>vijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3404436498402772696.post-5505883884218604042009-10-04T12:53:00.001-07:002009-10-04T12:55:15.331-07:00what lies down the road<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Ssj9kh2rOaI/AAAAAAAAABg/1ZJhmoDfB70/s1600-h/hands.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KmO93dCwVdg/Ssj9kh2rOaI/AAAAAAAAABg/1ZJhmoDfB70/s320/hands.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388835758153611682" /></a><br /><div>I can give you the idea what lies down the road for you.</div><div>I was so exited for the first day of my college.</div><div>The cool thing is that all this waiting gave me opportunity to meet new people or mull over whatever experience i had .Even cooler, by the time the novelty of meeting new people wears off .</div><div>I probably surprised at how quickly I assimilate to my surroundings and adopt new routines to replace the old ones i left behind. I met new friends, including, with any luck, my roommate.Not only making friends or meeting enough people,i took advantage of the opportunities that every college, no matter how small, offers. There were clubs, teams, parties, volunteer activities, lectures, movies, concerts, performances, jobs, and late night dorm bull sessions. In fact, my social life was thriving, but it wasn't the bad idea to make myself check out at least one or two activities that i have never tried before.</div><div>There were so many activities like i made a scrap book to remember them all. Taking brief notes on guest lecturers is a good way to remember what they said long after the fact.So many tests ,sessionals,assignments,,etc.i used to get and i still get swamped before exams,but one should pace herself and work efficiently and one can get enough time to study and enjoy.</div><div>THIS IS ABOUT COLLEGE NOW ....You may here that college will be the "BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE ENJOY AT THE FULLEST"this is true but not exactly.</div><div>what i want to say is,one should always take risk in his life,like wen i jumped from my safe world into the world,where i wasn't safe i mean,nobody wants to kill me,but everybody out her is very selfish and just live for themselves,,your own friends are your enemies,i don't say that don't make friends do make,but just be yourself ,don't get dependent on anyone,just play safe ,nobody is there to help you,learn from your experience.I want to thank god,he made me aware of people,he helped me ,he gave me exposure.he taught me that ,how one should live, to survive between selfish people around you,.</div><div>I guess this is the road on which i m walking,which gonna be yours. </div><div>AND PLEASE DONOT GET AFRAID ,COLLEGE IS NOT ALL ABOUT THIS.,, I HAVE SHARED THE ONE PHASE ,,THEIR IS LOT MORE ..COMMON I M</div><div>ENJOYING MY COLLEGE LIFE AND I M VERY HAPPY..</div>vijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3404436498402772696.post-62339029896135486592009-10-04T12:44:00.000-07:002009-10-04T12:45:04.146-07:00<div>Expressing my rambling, different life stories, ideas, </div><div>opinions in every little things around me that link the journey of life.</div><div>Expect the unexpected in life, we need to live life to the fullest but not to forget to save some for tomorrows and for our loveones. Life is unpredictable that we do not know when we are leaving the mortal world. </div><div>When does life really begin? Is it when the first fluttering beats of the primitive heart of a fetus start, or when the child is pushed from the womb into the world?</div><div>There are many out there who say an unborn child isn't really a person, or even alive because it can not sustain it's own life. If this were true, then no one is a real person until they are living on their own away from their parents. When you stop and really think about this, without listening to the arguments about when life starts or if something is considered alive until a certain time, you would suprised at what you may find.</div><div>LIFE is nothing it is just the scrabble of experience we come across..in our journey of life..</div><div>I Wish</div><div>laugh all day, cry all night,</div><div>always saying nothings wrong,</div><div>everythings alright,</div><div>never wanting to admit</div><div>how i really feel inside</div><div>because all i really want</div><div>to do is run away and hide</div><div>i wish, just wish that..</div><div>maybe, just maybe</div><div>i could lose myself in a world</div><div>that wasn’t my own,</div><div>a world where only</div><div>you and I exist.</div><div>night and day would become</div><div>one in the same,</div><div>every problem in the world</div><div>would melt away.</div><div><br /></div>vijeta guptahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00739974128932362466noreply@blogger.com0