Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Sunday, November 06, 2005
You Are 13 Years Old (hey its close enuf!!)
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
You Are 30% Boyish and 70% Girlish
Even if you're not a girl (?????) you are very feminine.
You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.
A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.
But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.
http://www.blogthings.com/
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
You Are 30% Boyish and 70% Girlish
Even if you're not a girl (?????) you are very feminine.
You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.
A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.
But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.
http://www.blogthings.com/
Monday, October 24, 2005
Something we should all consider...
This is really scary. I got this poem in a fwd a couple of days ago and thought that there's something to think about here - for most of us..
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Muslim duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Allah to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time."
Something we can improve on this Ramadan.
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Muslim duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Allah to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time."
Something we can improve on this Ramadan.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Gaan
I wrote this song for an assignment this year. I have nothing else to post, so...
Why is it so hard?
Why does it sound so absurd?
Why can’t I just apologise,
I know I gotta pay my price…
But every time I try,
I break down and cry,
I get back to square one –
I start all over again.
Maybe there was a time,
When breathing seemed like some crime,
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time,
When there was nothing so sublime –
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed,
Things are good at last;
But I still haven’t got it right…
I know I am to blame,
I have nothing I wanna claim –
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.
Every night I think –
Tomorrow when I blink,
The past will disappear
And so will my fears.
But why doesn’t it ever?
Why does it hint me to be braver?
I still live by my hope,
But I know I’ll never cope.
It’s just whatever I do
Whatever I hear
Whatever I see
I can’t hold back my tears.
Whatever I want
Whatever I know
Whatever I think
I can’t get up and go.
Maybe there was a time
When breathing seemed like some crime
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time
When there was nothing so sublime
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed
Things are good at last
But I still haven’t got it right
I know I am to blame
I have nothing I wanna claim
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.
Why is it so hard?
Why does it sound so absurd?
Why can’t I just fix the wrong,
I know I gotta get along
But every time I try,
I break down and cry,
I get back to square one
I start all over again.
Maybe there was a time,
When breathing seemed like some crime,
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time,
When there was nothing so sublime –
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed,
Things are good at last;
But I still haven’t got it right…
I know I am to blame,
I have nothing I wanna claim –
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.
Why is it so hard?
Why does it sound so absurd?
Why can’t I just apologise,
I know I gotta pay my price…
But every time I try,
I break down and cry,
I get back to square one –
I start all over again.
Maybe there was a time,
When breathing seemed like some crime,
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time,
When there was nothing so sublime –
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed,
Things are good at last;
But I still haven’t got it right…
I know I am to blame,
I have nothing I wanna claim –
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.
Every night I think –
Tomorrow when I blink,
The past will disappear
And so will my fears.
But why doesn’t it ever?
Why does it hint me to be braver?
I still live by my hope,
But I know I’ll never cope.
It’s just whatever I do
Whatever I hear
Whatever I see
I can’t hold back my tears.
Whatever I want
Whatever I know
Whatever I think
I can’t get up and go.
Maybe there was a time
When breathing seemed like some crime
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time
When there was nothing so sublime
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed
Things are good at last
But I still haven’t got it right
I know I am to blame
I have nothing I wanna claim
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.
Why is it so hard?
Why does it sound so absurd?
Why can’t I just fix the wrong,
I know I gotta get along
But every time I try,
I break down and cry,
I get back to square one
I start all over again.
Maybe there was a time,
When breathing seemed like some crime,
And I lived on my silent dreams…
Maybe there was a time,
When there was nothing so sublime –
So I lived on my silent dreams.
All those days have passed,
Things are good at last;
But I still haven’t got it right…
I know I am to blame,
I have nothing I wanna claim –
‘Cause I still haven’t got it right.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
jibon in general
ahh.. life. What can I say? so much is going on yet so little to say. A lot of things happened since the last time i wrote. whew... lets just try n take it in ... slowly....
I cut my hair (myself!!) about 20 cm. Mamoni and apuni went crazy over it. Apperently i wrecked it. I asked my dear bro if i just caused a disaster or not and he looked at me for a few secs and went "koi aki to lage"...:S. I wanted to cut it shorter but gave that a second thought and decided better of it as i really dont want mamoni and apuni to burn our house down. Snowman is about to get a better transformation i believe...
We went to Malabar Beach about 2 weeks ago (or was it 3!??) and HELL! it was beautiful!! The last time I went to a beach was 9 years ago - when we went to Cox's Bazaar in BD. Now thats a long time to me.. so I obviously felt like I missed the sea for a while. The cool blue water.. soft gold sand.. beautiful rocks and shell.. its really hard not to get poetic once you've been there. At first we went over to the rocks and had an early lunch. Lunch that we picked up from "Taste of Thai" - even THAT is poetic. Anywayz, after we ate, mamoni decided that we should literally feel the ocean at our feet.. so there we went standing in the wet rocks waiting for a wave to take us away..lol. At last.. the awaited moment came and half of my skirt got fully wet from it. After a lot of waves and my dear bro's photography session, we felt that that we had enough for the time being. So we sprawled (as in sitting not lying) on the deserted rocks and dried our clothes in the beautiful warm sun... *sigh*.. *great times*... Then Baba discovered an amazing 'secret passageway' to the other side. He thought it was too small to fit my fat self through. AND I PROVED HIM WRONG!! i actually went all the way. Then only after I was on the other side that I realised that I am about to be face a ferocious dog. As I was inching away I heard the owner say "dont worry he wont hurt you" and I nearly died of embarrasment. After the dog and its 'thoughtful' owner passed past me i carefully made my way through the 'secret passageway' again.
After we got a bit bored of seeing rocks, we made our journey back to the sandy part of Malabar. As we went there.. we had to pass the transition point.. which was the MSS, in details - Malabar SEWERAGE System. It was a long tube... and.. lets not get too much explanatory.
So we took off our sandles and sank in the sand.. ahh.. did it feel good. Luckily there werent much people there.. In fact... its a wonder why there werent practically ANYONE swimming/sun bathing cuz it was a really nice day! Anyway, after we got all sandy we went and washed up, did wudu, and prayed. O did I mention that there was a sign there next to the MSS saying that anyone who took shells will be fined up to $500? Apperently my subconcious mind felt more caring than them and decided that I should leave my ring and my bracelet on the sink. I remembered that I was wearing them way later.. when we were nearly home.
Anyway.. after we prayed.. we drived a little bit more and went a bit higher. There were more rockes there.. but also some really nice hilly grassy areas that looked over onto the ocean. By that time I was fully literally exhausted! So we had a Snicker (I am soo glad they're back!) each and some chips too. Then we did some more sea-seeing. We found another really nice rocky area that was kind of closed off from the rest of the beach. We spent some time there and prayed Asar. I found a good hiding place there too.
THEN we climed back up and down and down and up and finally reached our car. We slumped in. I took my Angels and Demons, my dear bro and apuni slept on either side of me. Mamoni was going on with her usual car activity - keeping a cautious look on the road while Baba drived.
Half way through our journey I decided not to spend the rest of my time wasting this way and invented a game that all of us played for the rest of the journey. The game is like this: All of us had to speak in Bangla, every freaken word in Bangla - even words like chair, table, packet and the norms! We started at 10 points and if anybody said one word in English they would have 1 point taken off. We had the most unexpected result - Baba and Mamoni tied on 5, my dear bro on 7, Apuni on 9 AND ME ON 10!!!! And guess what I got as a prize? a rotten orange fresh from the 'packet' (mamoni lost 1 point here), officially announced by Mamoni.... *sigh* why did I ever take the time to think out this game??
Man I can write a lot!! lol. this is prolly a record!!
I cut my hair (myself!!) about 20 cm. Mamoni and apuni went crazy over it. Apperently i wrecked it. I asked my dear bro if i just caused a disaster or not and he looked at me for a few secs and went "koi aki to lage"...:S. I wanted to cut it shorter but gave that a second thought and decided better of it as i really dont want mamoni and apuni to burn our house down. Snowman is about to get a better transformation i believe...
We went to Malabar Beach about 2 weeks ago (or was it 3!??) and HELL! it was beautiful!! The last time I went to a beach was 9 years ago - when we went to Cox's Bazaar in BD. Now thats a long time to me.. so I obviously felt like I missed the sea for a while. The cool blue water.. soft gold sand.. beautiful rocks and shell.. its really hard not to get poetic once you've been there. At first we went over to the rocks and had an early lunch. Lunch that we picked up from "Taste of Thai" - even THAT is poetic. Anywayz, after we ate, mamoni decided that we should literally feel the ocean at our feet.. so there we went standing in the wet rocks waiting for a wave to take us away..lol. At last.. the awaited moment came and half of my skirt got fully wet from it. After a lot of waves and my dear bro's photography session, we felt that that we had enough for the time being. So we sprawled (as in sitting not lying) on the deserted rocks and dried our clothes in the beautiful warm sun... *sigh*.. *great times*... Then Baba discovered an amazing 'secret passageway' to the other side. He thought it was too small to fit my fat self through. AND I PROVED HIM WRONG!! i actually went all the way. Then only after I was on the other side that I realised that I am about to be face a ferocious dog. As I was inching away I heard the owner say "dont worry he wont hurt you" and I nearly died of embarrasment. After the dog and its 'thoughtful' owner passed past me i carefully made my way through the 'secret passageway' again.
After we got a bit bored of seeing rocks, we made our journey back to the sandy part of Malabar. As we went there.. we had to pass the transition point.. which was the MSS, in details - Malabar SEWERAGE System. It was a long tube... and.. lets not get too much explanatory.
So we took off our sandles and sank in the sand.. ahh.. did it feel good. Luckily there werent much people there.. In fact... its a wonder why there werent practically ANYONE swimming/sun bathing cuz it was a really nice day! Anyway, after we got all sandy we went and washed up, did wudu, and prayed. O did I mention that there was a sign there next to the MSS saying that anyone who took shells will be fined up to $500? Apperently my subconcious mind felt more caring than them and decided that I should leave my ring and my bracelet on the sink. I remembered that I was wearing them way later.. when we were nearly home.
Anyway.. after we prayed.. we drived a little bit more and went a bit higher. There were more rockes there.. but also some really nice hilly grassy areas that looked over onto the ocean. By that time I was fully literally exhausted! So we had a Snicker (I am soo glad they're back!) each and some chips too. Then we did some more sea-seeing. We found another really nice rocky area that was kind of closed off from the rest of the beach. We spent some time there and prayed Asar. I found a good hiding place there too.
THEN we climed back up and down and down and up and finally reached our car. We slumped in. I took my Angels and Demons, my dear bro and apuni slept on either side of me. Mamoni was going on with her usual car activity - keeping a cautious look on the road while Baba drived.
Half way through our journey I decided not to spend the rest of my time wasting this way and invented a game that all of us played for the rest of the journey. The game is like this: All of us had to speak in Bangla, every freaken word in Bangla - even words like chair, table, packet and the norms! We started at 10 points and if anybody said one word in English they would have 1 point taken off. We had the most unexpected result - Baba and Mamoni tied on 5, my dear bro on 7, Apuni on 9 AND ME ON 10!!!! And guess what I got as a prize? a rotten orange fresh from the 'packet' (mamoni lost 1 point here), officially announced by Mamoni.... *sigh* why did I ever take the time to think out this game??
Man I can write a lot!! lol. this is prolly a record!!
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Hobiba/Bibaho/Biye
Marriage seems to be the hot topic around people now a days. M Apu's marriage blog exceeds 54 comments now! Out of all these debates and fantasies, someone even managed to get married themselves. Congrats to the bride. But young minds like me wants to see more things happening around the world aka more marriages. So i ask u (all the eligible people) why dont you get a move on too and satisfy us?
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Pustok Path Shesh!!
I finally finished the 6th book!! its pretty good.. better than all the other HP books i think. But i think the end was kinda dramatic, when they all start crying and everything. Otherwise, its really good. I wonder how the 7th book's going to be.. now that harry decided not to come back...
Thursday, August 04, 2005
ektu hasho
It takes seventeen muscles to smile and forty-three to frown. - Author Unknown
Start every day off with a smile and get it over with. - W. C. Fields
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot farther with a smile and a gun. - Al Capone
I have witnessed the softening of the hardest of hearts by a simple smile. - Goldie Hawn
A smile confuses an approaching frown. - Author Unknown
People seldom notice old clothes if you wear a big smile. - Lee Mildon
A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. - Phyllis Diller
The world always looks brighter from behind a smile. - Author Unknown
Before you put on a frown, make absolutely sure there are no smiles available. - Jim Beggs
A smile is an inexpensive way to change your looks. - Charles Gordy
If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it. - Andy Rooney
If you smile at someone, they might smile back. - Author Unknown
Always remember to be happy because you never know who's falling in love with your smile. - Author Unknown
Everyone smiles in the same language. - Author Unknown
If you don't have a smile, I'll give you one of mine. - Author Unknown
Start every day off with a smile and get it over with. - W. C. Fields
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot farther with a smile and a gun. - Al Capone
I have witnessed the softening of the hardest of hearts by a simple smile. - Goldie Hawn
A smile confuses an approaching frown. - Author Unknown
People seldom notice old clothes if you wear a big smile. - Lee Mildon
A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. - Phyllis Diller
The world always looks brighter from behind a smile. - Author Unknown
Before you put on a frown, make absolutely sure there are no smiles available. - Jim Beggs
A smile is an inexpensive way to change your looks. - Charles Gordy
If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it. - Andy Rooney
If you smile at someone, they might smile back. - Author Unknown
Always remember to be happy because you never know who's falling in love with your smile. - Author Unknown
Everyone smiles in the same language. - Author Unknown
If you don't have a smile, I'll give you one of mine. - Author Unknown
Monday, July 25, 2005
din ashe din jai
Life has lost its interest in me... or maybe its me losing interest in life... *confused*... oh well. im spending my time floating in french quizes, maths tests and science pracs. oh and bhayun promised to buy me new shoes.. but thanx anyway tahseen apu, u dont hav to waste ur job money behind them. lol.
so yeah.. thats my days.. o and i was wondering why doesnt ppl comment on my blogs that much?? prolly cuz its boring.. cuz its life... get it? life.. boring.. my blog..? hehehe
its also prolly me going lamer cuz i started laughing at every lame jokes and not laughing at jokes that are supposed to be really funny.
i kno.. i really need to get a life.
so yeah.. thats my days.. o and i was wondering why doesnt ppl comment on my blogs that much?? prolly cuz its boring.. cuz its life... get it? life.. boring.. my blog..? hehehe
its also prolly me going lamer cuz i started laughing at every lame jokes and not laughing at jokes that are supposed to be really funny.
i kno.. i really need to get a life.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Bitorko
i got a debate on the second day of school and WE R NOWHERE AROUND GETTING ANYWHERE aaaaaaaaaarrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh. *panick* *panick*
asking URGENTLY for help.
Topic: MONEY CAN BUY ANYTHING. (we're affrimative)
IF U HAV IDEAS PLEASE TELL ME! (im being desperately desparate here)
asking URGENTLY for help.
Topic: MONEY CAN BUY ANYTHING. (we're affrimative)
IF U HAV IDEAS PLEASE TELL ME! (im being desperately desparate here)
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Bondhutto
I got this from a fwd. (I kno.. yes, i do read some fwds. NOTE THE SOME.) [this DOES NOT give u the licence to bug me about this forever]
Friend calls your parents by mr. and mrs.
Best friend calls your parents dad and mom.
Friend has never seen you cry.
Best friend has always had the best shoulder to cry on.
Friend never asks for anything to eat or drink.
Best friend opens the fridge and makes herself at home.
Friend asks you to write down your number.
Best friend asks you for their number.
Friend borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
Best friend has a closet full of your stuff.
Friend only knows a few things about you.
Best friend could write a biography on your life story.
Friend will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
Best friend will always go with you.
Friends Forever!
Written with a pen
Sealed with a kiss
If you are my friend,
Please answer this:
Are we friends or are we not?
You told me once, but I forgot..
So tell me now and tell me true,
So I can say, I am here for you.
Of all the friends I've ever met,
You're the ones I won't forget..
And if I die before you do,
I'll go to Heaven
And wait for you.
Friend calls your parents by mr. and mrs.
Best friend calls your parents dad and mom.
Friend has never seen you cry.
Best friend has always had the best shoulder to cry on.
Friend never asks for anything to eat or drink.
Best friend opens the fridge and makes herself at home.
Friend asks you to write down your number.
Best friend asks you for their number.
Friend borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
Best friend has a closet full of your stuff.
Friend only knows a few things about you.
Best friend could write a biography on your life story.
Friend will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
Best friend will always go with you.
Friends Forever!
Written with a pen
Sealed with a kiss
If you are my friend,
Please answer this:
Are we friends or are we not?
You told me once, but I forgot..
So tell me now and tell me true,
So I can say, I am here for you.
Of all the friends I've ever met,
You're the ones I won't forget..
And if I die before you do,
I'll go to Heaven
And wait for you.
Jutar Jatona
I've seriously had some random experiences in my life. Probably they were passed down from ma, because apperently she experienced those too. One of those occured yesterday, timing perfectly, as I was having the time of my life. We had one of those family outings (if u can call our family a "family" without baba), this time we went to the city.
We were having perfect fun catching the train, rushing to change trains, having hot chips, having a verbal "decent" fight with the ticket checker, getting on the ferry, letting the cool breeze freeze our face, going to Luna Park, laughing at all those people shrieking and wishing we were in their place, rushing again to get on the ferry, walking all the way to IMAX, getting 4 tickets and waiting for 40 minutes for the movie and FINALLY watching it.
The real "experience" started when we were getting out. Disaster striked: my 2 inch heel shoe (which belonged to my mum for 14 years) had seperated itself from the sole, INCLUDING the heel. I was on the verge of crying when my mum (dear dear mum) told me she could fix it - with a board pin. So there i was, asking around for two board pins while dragging my disaster struck foot with me. NOBODY and I mean NOBODY had two freaken board pins!!
After struggling for half an hour, mum temporarily fixed my shoe with a hijab pin. 5 minutes gone and I am stuck with the disaster struck foot again. Even with my chocolate coloured face (as ridi apu calls it) I turned tomato red (even tomatoier than flynn apu) when all the people passing by were giving me funny looks.I managed to put up with all those flies in the windscreen (more like elephants inside the car) until my heel completely came off. Thats when I decided that I should pull the other heel out too and make both of them look like flat sandals.
BTW, dont worry all those who r worrying, i got some new sandals.
We were having perfect fun catching the train, rushing to change trains, having hot chips, having a verbal "decent" fight with the ticket checker, getting on the ferry, letting the cool breeze freeze our face, going to Luna Park, laughing at all those people shrieking and wishing we were in their place, rushing again to get on the ferry, walking all the way to IMAX, getting 4 tickets and waiting for 40 minutes for the movie and FINALLY watching it.
The real "experience" started when we were getting out. Disaster striked: my 2 inch heel shoe (which belonged to my mum for 14 years) had seperated itself from the sole, INCLUDING the heel. I was on the verge of crying when my mum (dear dear mum) told me she could fix it - with a board pin. So there i was, asking around for two board pins while dragging my disaster struck foot with me. NOBODY and I mean NOBODY had two freaken board pins!!
After struggling for half an hour, mum temporarily fixed my shoe with a hijab pin. 5 minutes gone and I am stuck with the disaster struck foot again. Even with my chocolate coloured face (as ridi apu calls it) I turned tomato red (even tomatoier than flynn apu) when all the people passing by were giving me funny looks.I managed to put up with all those flies in the windscreen (more like elephants inside the car) until my heel completely came off. Thats when I decided that I should pull the other heel out too and make both of them look like flat sandals.
BTW, dont worry all those who r worrying, i got some new sandals.
Friday, July 08, 2005
Aro Kobita
The Promised Day
I was told to hold back all my tears,
I was told to forget those hidden fears,
I was told to smile and mutely pray -
I was told to wait just one more day.
I was told I would hear the peaceful sea,
I was told I would feel the endless glee,
I was told I would see the golden ray -
I was told to wait just one more day.
I was told I’ll get a second chance,
I was told I’ll be free of this trance,
I was told I’ll finally get my say -
I was told to wait just one more day.
I was told to firmly hold the rope –
I was told to fill myself with hope.
I was told I’ll soon find my way -
I was told to wait just one more day.
That one more day never came...
I still look forward all the same...
I wait for life to fold in pain -
I wait to be told again.
I was told to hold back all my tears,
I was told to forget those hidden fears,
I was told to smile and mutely pray -
I was told to wait just one more day.
I was told I would hear the peaceful sea,
I was told I would feel the endless glee,
I was told I would see the golden ray -
I was told to wait just one more day.
I was told I’ll get a second chance,
I was told I’ll be free of this trance,
I was told I’ll finally get my say -
I was told to wait just one more day.
I was told to firmly hold the rope –
I was told to fill myself with hope.
I was told I’ll soon find my way -
I was told to wait just one more day.
That one more day never came...
I still look forward all the same...
I wait for life to fold in pain -
I wait to be told again.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Ganer Koli
This are just some snippets from songs I liked from time to time, whether I heard it once, or countless times.
"...Don't ever look behind at the work you've done,
For your work has just began..."
"...You have changed so much that I don't know,
If I can call you and tell you I care
And I would love to bring you down,
Plant your feet back on the ground
Throw my smoke down on the ground,
Turn my head and I heard the sound
Of the days so young and sweet
Always so much fun to meet
Now you think your so damn fine
You can rule the world no not mine, I don't think so..."
"...It seems like everyday
I make mistakes
I just can't get it right
It's like I'm the one
You love to hate
But not today
So shut up, shut up, shut up
Don't wanna hear it
Get out, get out, get out
Get out of my way
Step up, step up, step up
You'll never stop me
Nothing you say today
Is gonna bring me down..."
"...jokhon shomoy thomke darae
nirashar pakhi du hat barae
khuje niye mon nirjon kon
ki ar kore tokhon...
shopno, shopno, shopno... shopno dekhe mon..."
Chutir dingulo
DAY 6:
my holz so far...
day-1 (aka - last day of skool): I'll have a complete "makeover" of my time management these holz.
day1: um... i'll start my "makeover" frm monday.
day2: hey its sunday.. i should b relaxin!
day3: stomack full frm bbq.. need to rest.
day4: sayin goodbye to baba took a looot of energy.
day5: the best place to sleep - mum's bed.
today: mum went ballistic wen she stepped in my room, so i had no choice but to clean it.
DAY7: i got some more sponsors and donators for my ms readathon (yes. im finally getting some thing done.) BTW IMPORTANT NOTE: if anyone would like to donate or sponsor PLEASE DO!!! remember: $2 or more is tax deductable.
DAY8: spent/wasted the whole day outside.
DAY9: im feelin low today, dont ask me y.
DAY11: went shoppin with mum and sis.
DAY12: went to the city and had an embarrasin "experience" (as mum calls it)
DAY13: one of those stupid boring days.. i finished some of my maths stuff.. hey thats something!!
DAY14: i started practising my song for the comp and even mamoni was smiling (aka: half-laughing)
DAY15: i stuffed up the song.
DAY 16: is anyone even reading this entry??
my holz so far...
day-1 (aka - last day of skool): I'll have a complete "makeover" of my time management these holz.
day1: um... i'll start my "makeover" frm monday.
day2: hey its sunday.. i should b relaxin!
day3: stomack full frm bbq.. need to rest.
day4: sayin goodbye to baba took a looot of energy.
day5: the best place to sleep - mum's bed.
today: mum went ballistic wen she stepped in my room, so i had no choice but to clean it.
DAY7: i got some more sponsors and donators for my ms readathon (yes. im finally getting some thing done.) BTW IMPORTANT NOTE: if anyone would like to donate or sponsor PLEASE DO!!! remember: $2 or more is tax deductable.
DAY8: spent/wasted the whole day outside.
DAY9: im feelin low today, dont ask me y.
DAY11: went shoppin with mum and sis.
DAY12: went to the city and had an embarrasin "experience" (as mum calls it)
DAY13: one of those stupid boring days.. i finished some of my maths stuff.. hey thats something!!
DAY14: i started practising my song for the comp and even mamoni was smiling (aka: half-laughing)
DAY15: i stuffed up the song.
DAY 16: is anyone even reading this entry??
Monday, July 04, 2005
Kobita
A Certain Mistake
My tears are dry,
My words are none
My memory holds
What was undone
My hope, my dreams,
My secret prayer
The silent voice,
The truthful dare
All were lies...
They deceived me
My sight was sealed -
I couldn't see.
But now I vow
I'll never make
In this life:
The same mistake.
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