Saturday, April 12, 2008

life is pretty

i was wondering yesterday... y do the days look pretty? so pretty that the days dint go lik days but like the ones in the imaginary world... the days of somthing different.. when you hav good days... its a strange feelin... a feeling dat is undoubtedly filled with joyous memories...that so decoratively spreads a beautiful smile across the face...a face that has always longed such happiness... the strange feeling engulfs you... you r deep in those dreams of more of these days... different and beautiful thoughts...these train of thoughts remind us of the alice in wonderland and harry potter and all the nice cool children's story... strange right? how thoughts can influence us? how days can influence us? strange right..... how these sentences of adjectives lifts your day?? strange right, though meaningless are these sentences you still read it... and yet wanna read it...
wats up????? enough of this non sense..go bac to work....

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

i am writing this for 4th time...!!!
every time i wrote i erased it... and began with somthing else.... but again erased...

words cant describe the sadness...

i lik these words..they contain the most harsh expression they can contain most loving expression..yet they are not affected.
its worriness that we need to overcome....ahh.... easy task...!! and wordly emotions has no place in my body anymore....!!