relevance??!?

The Kyurius Design yatra,round trip to Goa was a real good deal.....


cheap, tempting and now,
unavailable.
sounds like someone else
I know.

Insomniac WAS the new word for me.
I had actually started behaving like one. Talking over the phone all night long.And having the time of my life.
Mum thought i was going mad... talking to myself... nd smiling all day long. Had to charge my cellphone all day long. Sms packs knew no count. The nights passed just so easily. Smiling, talking, giggling, and loving.
In the evening, i still remember, i'd go swinging my arms like a kid. Yeah... that's the word.. A kid!

I actually turned into a kid.. suddenly thinking that everyone loves me and all... being happy nd smiling nd dancing my days.

And the so called flirt morphed into a committed lover!

But the fact that almost killed me was... the SHE realized that she was a kid when she said she loves me. It was an immature decision.

Ah... My honey dint understand... she dint know ... that we lovers... we lovers are immature and kiddish throughout our life.

Cuz wen it comes to love... its all about losing your maturity....

i am immature.. and that's y um typing this!!

i am immature... and maybe that's why i have loved u till now..

and maybe.. i'll keep loving u.. i'll be immature all my life... whenever it comes to u... :(




Insomniac IS the new word for me.
I have actually started behaving like one. Crying with the phone in hand all night long.And expecting her to call up... or even msg.
Mum doesn't know that um going mad... talking to myself... nd sobbing all day long. I dont even know where my phone is right now. I don't even get it recharged... i don't feel like talking to anyone. The nights just refuse to pass. Lying, thinking and crying silently.

And the so called Lover morphed into a blogger.........

Why is it...

Why is it.. that i mailed her the other day?
why is it... that i she did reply?
why is it... that we became frnz?
why is it... that we talked to each other like crazy?
why is it... that i asked fr her number?
why is it... that she called me up?
why is it... that we became more than frnz?
why is it...
that i asked her out?
why is it... that she agreed?
why is it... that she broke my trust?
why is it... i dint value her?
why is it... that i loved her so much?
why is it... that i never realized it was all fake?
why is it... that i still do love her?
why is it... that she has so many ppl like me in her life?
nd i have none like her?

Why does it happen?.. y am i even typing this weird piece?
y am i even uploading this text?
y do i feel like i dont have a life?
y is it that my frnz ditch me?
y is it that i dont sleep at nights?
nd y the hell am i stuck to blogger and orkut?
nd hell.. the damned sad songs????!!!!

urghhhhhhhhhhhh.

Pyar

Oh rabh vargeya sajna teh
si rabh varga aitbar sanu .....
par eh dhokha karkey yaara nal
gai jaundeya nu hi maar sanu .........
tera saha vich si sah lainda
ik pal vi dhoori ni jarda si ......
sach puchey ta man badal geya
teinu pyar bathera karda si ......
sach puchey ta man badal geya
teinu pyar bathera karda si ......



sadey hasey kohkey laigey tu
asi sari zindagi rohva gey .....
jo daag wafa nu laiya tu
asi hanjua de nal tohva gey .....
ohaio galan murey ah gayiah
jehdia galan toh dil darda si .....
sach puchey ta man badal geya
teinu pyar bathera karda si .......

Source : Dev dhillon (Pyar)

Till u said....

Well,I never really knew you till you said goodbye..You said it's finally over, here's the reasons why..

You said you've heard enough of all those little lies


I thought I made you happy but you've proved me wrong

I thought I was the one that really made your day.
When I see ur fone's engaged ... nd that ur busy talkin to someone other.. i feel like killin myself.

I guess gettin' over me didn't take you long... yeah.. nd y would it take long?.. after all.. there wasnt anything called love b/w us.


No I never really knew you till you said goodbye...