agar itna bhi kaafi hai ki usne mud kar dekha to lagta hai ki shayad kahin na kahin koi jazba hai jo karvatein le raha hai uske dil ki masoomn si dhadkano mein. muhabbat isi tarah chupke se ho jaati hai, koi dastak nahin koi aahat nahin, na koi aane ki umeed, socha na tha kabhi kisi ka sirf mud kar dekh lena itna khoobsoorat ehsaas hoga ki lagega jindagi achanak se khusnuma ho gayi hai.

exams ka tension pal bhar ke liye thoda kam ho gaya.uff... ye exams .. na sochte huye bhi exams hi ke baare mein sochte hain, exams na hua pyaar ho gaya
so stupid of me, apna gubaar nikale jaa rahi hoon. sidhe sidhe jaa ke kitab utha kar thoda sa padh loon to shayad thoda aaram se kaam ho sakega.

ghar ki bahut yaad aa rahi hai. hostel ka kamra bada soona soona sa lagta hai, pehli baar exams ke time mein ghar se baahar hoon, mummy nahin hai. milo bana ke dene ke liye raat mein bahut neend aati hai. pata nahin kaise padhayi hogi

aur uspe jhagde, offfo hum to pareshan ho gaye hain in doston se, jab deho tab daant hi pilate rehte hain, kaabhi usi baat ko jara pyaar se keh de to inka kya bigad jaayega

shaam ke dhundhle saaye mein dil ke dar aur ubhar jaate hain
toote sapne, roti yaadein bikhar bikhar sab jaate hain
gam e jindagi se tabah hum maut ki taraf jaayein to
teri hi aankon ke manzar humein lauta ke ghar laate hain

agar itna bhi kaafi hai ki usne mud kar dekha to lagta hai ki shayad kahin na kahin koi jazba hai jo karvatein le raha hai uske dil ki masoomn si dhadkano mein. muhabbat isi tarah chupke se ho jaati hai, koi dastak nahin koi aahat nahin, na koi aane ki umeed, socha na tha kabhi kisi ka sirf mud kar dekh lena itna khoobsoorat ehsaas hoga ki lagega jindagi achanak se khusnuma ho gayi hai.

exams ka tension pal bhar ke liye thoda kam ho gaya.uff... ye exams .. na sochte huye bhi exams hi ke baare mein sochte hain, exams na hua pyaar ho gaya
so stupid of me, apna gubaar nikale jaa rahi hoon. sidhe sidhe jaa ke kitab utha kar thoda sa padh loon to shayad thoda aaram se kaam ho sakega.

ghar ki bahut yaad aa rahi hai. hostel ka kamra bada soona soona sa lagta hai, pehli baar exams ke time mein ghar se baahar hoon, mummy nahin hai. milo bana ke dene ke liye raat mein bahut neend aati hai. pata nahin kaise padhayi hogi

aur uspe jhagde, offfo hum to pareshan ho gaye hain in doston se, jab deho tab daant hi pilate rehte hain, kaabhi usi baat ko jara pyaar se keh de to inka kya bigad jaayega

shaam ke dhundhle saaye mein dil ke dar aur ubhar jaate hain
toote sapne, roti yaadein bikhar bikhar sab jaate hain
gam e jindagi se tabah hum maut ki taraf jaayein to
teri hi aankon ke manzar humein lauta ke ghar laate hain

life seems strange.there are times when u start questioning who u really are? is someone's influence so strong that ur thinking pattern seems to be shifting. i dont know
love is not synonymous with hurt is it?

i m just too sad today.got up late at abt 8.30.had a presentation in the class.mam didnt hear our presentation because she wasnt satisfied with the brand proposition.i feel life is jinxed.somewhere something has gone wrong.why does it happen to me all the time.

ehsaas kuch adhoore,kuch toote huye se lamhon ka jo har lamha meri pehchaan churaate hain mujhse.kuch lamhe jo badal dena chaahte hain mere poore wajood ko.ye kaisi chaahat hai ki mit ke bhi kisi ko khush dekhne ko ji chaahta hai.

muskuraane ko ji chaahta hai,khwahish hia ki khilkhila ke hans do jindagi ki is berukhi per.par ho nahin paata.aankhen bahut ro chuki hain par lagta hia ki aadat ab tak nahin bani meri aankhon ko rone ki.isliye ab bhi jab saham jaata hai dil to ro deti hain aankhein aur phir dard se saara din dhundhli si tasveeron mein talaashti hoon khud ka aks

love hurts,or the lack of it.

finally i have a blog,and i am going to say something anyone can read,its almost like standing on the stage and give a speech or rather giving a lecture in class.i m a bit apprehensive.how will someone react after seeing my posts?and what if no one reacts?

i am puja,i love to chat.i talk almost endlessly so much so that my friends have named me eveready battery.always charged.full of life, brimming with ideas and always having fun wid the moments i spend.
i love poetry,well thats my first crush.i write shayaries and sometimes poems too.i m writing a novel, lets see if it is published some day.
30.11.05