A Unforgetable Gift:

Once whn I was in school

My Mam askd… ..a qstn?

Whc is d preciouable Gift u got from Parents?

I wonder wht would b the answer in my 4^th age

I think but I was vain

Dhen I askd my Mom ….

Mom wht s the answer …..she replied wth

sMiling …and said

she took my hands in her hands and

and Kept near her …..i was wonder y…??

she said u r precious gift is being bring up by me,

u wll get it soon

I was so excited that I askd her wth my stampd Leg

She shouted 4r first time …..

She told dnt beat me….ur Gift wll

Dhn she tld me 2 wait 4r sum days ….

I was so excited that I use to stare evry day at her…

Finally God &my Mom gave me d gift 4r my 5^th bdy

Bt bfr 9 days bfr me…dat was none oder my Sis….

I askd y so early to God…

God Replied “Child its CHITRAgUPTAN Mistakn “

He done d mistkn whl calcutng d Days….”

Friends For Never

Friends forever, you promised.

Never to part, you said.

But now we’ve fought,

Words were thrown between us…

And now I’m lying here crying on my bed.

Part of me feels,

That it’ll never be the same…

Sure we’ve fought before,

But they were always fixed,

And we both took responsibility to the problem,

But in this one fight,

You said there was only one person to blame…

Me.

I’ve always been there for you.

And I know I always will,

Because I cared about you then,

And I care about you still.

Friends forever,

Was what we said we’d always be,

But look whats happened today,

We’ve fought and now you are gone…

So what I really need you to see,

Is what you made it feel like,

All the tears I’ve cried,

The hurt I’ve felt all through the night,

You said friends forever,

But really,

It was friends for never.

A Promise Is A Promise

You promised you’d always trust in me,

I believed that'd always be true.

But behind that face of veracity,

You hid a different you.

Your eyes fill deep with confusion.

Your tongue breathes nothing but lies.

Your lips speak words of nothingness,

When you stare into my eyes.

Single drops of heartbreak fall,

As my fears escape your lips.

Dreams fall without warning,

And it’s just too late to fix.

Truth lies hiding behind our doors,

Veiled over by your existence.

I try breaking this sturdy door,

But am barred by another resistance.

You promised you’d always trust in me,

And I believe that'd always be true,

So you now deserve to see my broken dreams,

Cracked, on the floor, around you.

TrustFul Friend &Friendship....

there was this one friend I could always trust
this one friend was always with us
he saved me in more ways than one
he made me smile when everything was wrong
then one day I screwed it all up
that day at the derby I think he heard me
I spoke from my heart as I was falling apart
as I pressed send I should have known it would end
I should have hit delete; then I wouldn't weep
I cried all the way home; I felt all alone
I want to tell him now
he's the only one my dad would allow
to talk to me at midnight
to see me in the daylight
does he realize
that in my eyes
there are tears from the many fears
of losing him forever?

If I said I was sorry would this friend of mine let me know in some way that he forgives me? If not I completely understand I screwed up the one and only friendship that I NEVER wanted to lose.

I'm Sorry!

What sister is mean??

What can you say about a sister who

Has everything? Laughter, life, love

Smiles, tears, enthusiasm, spark, knowledge,

Spunk and to top it all off, Beauty.

A sister isn’t just a sibling!

She is a whole world.

The things she touches are amazing. The love

She shares is beautiful.

And her encouragement is spectacular.

To have a sister doesn’t make you special,

To know your sister, makes you invincible.

The bond sisters’ share is enlightening.

The love they give to each other is magnificent.

To look into your sisters eyes and know

What she is thinking, isn’t a miracle, it’s natural

To see her smile warms your heart.To hear her talk

Sooths your soul.

To feel her heartbeat in you, is special.

They say sisters are from cradle to grave,

But I believe that it is the in between that counts.
When she takes the rap for something you did,
She doesn’t need a thanks, she does it because she cares.

When she sits up till 3:00 AM with you,

Even if she has to get up at 7:00 AM,

She doesn’t feel exhausted, she feels cleansed

When you two cry together till your eyes are all puffy,

She isn’t just sad she believes that it cures the heart.

When she picks out your first prom dress, or brings you

Your first flowers, and when she buys you a card because

You had a bad day she is glad that she could help.

A sister’s word of encouragement or warning

Is always taken to heart. When she explains

How to handle a boy at school, or how to

Talk to mom, she’s touched that you came to her.

When she can sympathize with you

Because she’s been there, it’s comforting.

When she can share your dreams with you,

It’s encouraging. When she beats you up Because you’re a brat, it’s learning.

Sisters can do anything. Together they

Will conquer the world. But when it’s

All said and done, she will hold you hand

Because she’s proud to be your sister.

So, if you are blessed to have a sister through blood,

Be thankful. And if you’re all alone,

grab the first precious girl In your life, and make her your sister.

Sisters are everything you need. And a whole lot more.

Full Moon

Watching the FullMoon
shining brightly up in the dark skyi can’t resist drawing a parallel to my life;
one complete circle it has come,

what started as a small thing hasnow been completed and finishedwith the next stage already in motion;
just like a full moon,

my life achieved its highest peak andlike

all good things, it has come to an end,

and slowly fades away into oblivion;
bit by bit,

it starts fading awaybit by bit,

slowly and steadilyleavinga long lasting impression behind

it is slowly moved out of context;
life goes on,up and down,

waning and waxinglike a moon;
just like the craters on the moon,

all events etched deep into our memories

never fading away and reminding us of thegood and the bad days of life;

Who is Daughter???

She’s a joy she’s an angel’ well that’s what she thinks
She clings on to your heart like a plug to a sink
She drives you all crazy with make believe games
She’ll have you believe that fairies fly planes

She often comes in with imaginary friends
And can draw on their dads with permanent pens
She has pretty parties with dolls as her mates
But then runs straight out and she swings on the gate

She listens to stories of love and romance
Then shoves a live frog in her best friends pants
At night when asleep the angels go quiet
I often do think that she could start a riot

She looks like a princess all said and done
And Uses mums lipstick to draw a big sun
All over the walls and down the settee
Her face is alive and she giggles with glee

Its then that you have to be strong and quite firm
For if you stand back she will never quite learn
And learn things she does most every day
She learns how to get thing her very own way

She came into your life and captured your heart
And then from that time you won’t stay apart
You may keep your son till he finds a good wife
But your daughters your daughter for all of her life


Decidated to My APPa.....(Indria to Nehru)