You know I just don't get it
Last year I was nobody, this year I'm selling records
Now everybody wants to come around like I owe 'em something
The fuck you want from me, ten million dollars? Get
It has been quite time I have been observing a few things going on here on Writerbabu. What caught my attention the most is that posts of people are rated and it, as intended, is taken by writers as
Are not here
Of my song
That I try
To put together
Like a surge
I was such an engineer in my childhood. Totally fail engineer though. I used to play with broken cars, died battery cells and empty matchboxes. Sometimes I even stole dolls of my sister to play with,
I shall destroy the edges of time
And borrow some from eternity
I have the craving
If that takes me to you.
I shall travel across the ages
And cross the path of universe
I have the craving
You are a book
Written in two halves
And I am
To read any one of them
A chapter entitled Love
And the other one Longings.
I am fragile
More then ever
Such a reader
It is one of finest written book in modern literature, and a heart braking one -- as reviews suggest, though not a love story. I wouldn't tell you name of the book though.
I made this pleasant
I visited his official site and I was like... hicc! Almost got a small heart-attack of joy.
Hahaha..! I feel like dancing. I dont feel like sleeping at all tonight. I feel like celebrating.
Let me start with a confession! This is how I lost my phone,"I dropped it in middle of road to board a cab to go home." How one could be such a dumbfuck.
Lazy Saturday mornings are best spent
Bhabhi's flight was early. She landed at 18:45. I reached by 22:00. Got some biryani from La Kababiya for her on way which was later eaten by both of us. Moved to T3 to receive her sister who was
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