pardon me. I dont want to destroy the romantic faza but couldnt help laugh. I was expecting some flames or an angry post. :) Good one jewels.
right back at you jewels.
he came in...looked around.... found her.... smiled..... and went right out of the door,
he gave ger what she deserved, and was not interested in the subsequent proceedings any more.
:)
good bless dear muzna
choudry ji i expected the same thing but ummmmmmm surprised .....hey do we have a surprised face over here ......umm will have to check on that .....anyways muzna ji u have to do ur job whether it bothers some of us or not ......sorry if my any posts offended in u in any way
This has nothing to do with your post - but 'jewels of insignificance ji', why is your name jewels of insificance?
Dear nadia.k
A man lies in his bed in a room with no door. He waits, hoping for a presence, something, anything, to enter. After
spending half his life searching he still felt as blank as the ceiling at which he stared. He is alive, but feels absolutely
nothing. So is he? When he was six he believed that the moon overhead followed him. By nine he had deciphered the
illusion trading magic for fact. No tradebacks. So this is what it's like to be an adult. If he only knew now what he
knew then. I'm open...I'm open...come on in...come on in...come on in...come on in...I'm open...I'm open...come on
in...come on in...come on in...come on in...Lying sideways atop crumpled sheets and no covers he decides to dream.
Dream up a new self for himself.
hence jewels of insignificance
j o i
this is exaclty how i decipher life .....the moon thing how true believing that the moon is travelling with u as u watch it through the window of the car speeding away to its desired location ....but ur not interested a least bit in where ur headed but eager to arrive at ur destination not knowing that the moon itself is not infact travelling with u but heading for its own destination
Jewels of insignificance ji!
Oh I see why you call youself by this name. You must be a shayaar too! Aap tu buhat deep sochte hai. Mein Bhi aksar apne bedroom mein ceiling ki taraff dekhtey hoon aur sochti hoon..... ki ahir,..... mein ne, erm..... well I think about why didn't I paint the ceiling blue and have little stars drawn on it!
Anyway could you think of a 'deep name' for me. Basically, I have led a 'sheltered life' and somehow I managed to walk through a tunnel of darkness. Now as i am approaching the light of life at the end of the tunnel I HAVE been told to walk back towards the darkness!
What could I be called! J O I
dear nadia.k,
"eye of the beholder."
Basically, I have led a 'sheltered life' and somehow I managed to walk through a tunnel of darkness. Now as i am approaching the light of life at the end of the tunnel I HAVE been told to walk back towards the darkness!
can i save this line with me please?
please?
Agaar aap ko acchi laagti hai tu le leyjiyey!
So you think I should be called 'eye of the beholder' TEEK HAI! Everyone from now on I am to be referred to as 'the eye of the beholder'
Shukariya JOI
JOI, What do think of my new signature?
JOI: I forgot to do something so here it is!
Life is not a midsummers night dream
Nor is it a Tempest
But it is a commedy of errors
SO LOVE IT AS YOU LIVE!
NADIA.K
EYE OF THE BEHOLDER
Oh. Oh. Oh.
your new signature made me thing. a lot of things i have been thinking before, and a few i never thought of. and it is interesting.
i would like to add,
Theres time to live,
and theres time to die,
but isnt it strange,
as soon as you are born,
you are dying.
Umm...hmmm..umm...mmm...hmm.. HOooOOom YOOoOoOm, Yom Hom kiya hie? yay batheecyan kiyon niqli hain. Mei bhee shair karon gi, kiyon, kiyon?!!
Till then,
Adios!
Daysee Behna :)
behnaa,
I thought about muzna, and it felt like i dont have anything to say, yet i am neither against her, nor indifferent to her, but infact love her.
This emptiness and nothingness so shined out as a smile.
isi liye bateesee bahar nikal ayee! :)
Dear Jewel of insignificanse!
i MUST SAY THAT YOU ARE REAL MASTER IN USE OF RIGHT WORDS. i REALLY ENJOYED THIS TOPIC "DEAR MUZNA". KEEP ON, MAN. SPREAD OUT THE POETRY FROM YOUR FINGERS....
the knowlegdes is more sharper than a laserknife.
shamas
Dear shamas,
i play with words. i am certaintly attentive to what words i use and what they can possibly mean, making sure my thought supports every meaning behind them, and every meaning behind them supports my thought.
A good word is as a good tree-
its roots are firm,
and its branches are in heaven;
it gives its produce every season
by the leave of its Lord.
( the koran, chapter 14, abraham, verse 30-31 )