Saturday, January 31, 2009

hErE i Am

Here I am with you,

Fair pledge of our dream,

That flies to the stars,

And stardust fall all over us,

Fly as high as you are,

To the secret land of blossom,

To the secret land of nature,

Where there is no body,

And there is only who’s somebody’s me,

In the way of your imagination,

Happiness everywhere as,

There is beauty of nature,

Happiness everywhere as,

There is our creation.

Here I am with you,

As it is our creation

The narrow stream,

Trees and beautiful flowers,

And nightingales singing,

Under lovely trees and flower.

Stream of love and pleasant weather,

Over rock worn yellow with ages,

Like a undefined world of heaven,

You should know what is good,

You should know you are in love.

In the way of your dream,

In the way of your imagination,

This is freedom,

This is love & I love to live it.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

what i am....

What is there in the world?

What is the most important power?

What is the least?

What we know?

Because it is we what we are,

Or what we do,

That is most important thing to be weighted for.

This is most important thing to be achieved.


I am everything a person may be,

I am colors,

I am technology,

I am pencil I am a pen,

I am everything a person may be,

There are people, who love,

Who show affection?

Who know to touch?

The vibrations,

Oscillations of my heart,


They are alone,

To the deepest, to the deadest,

So dark and mysterious,

Part of my heart…your heart.


They are alone because,

They are the person,

Who love who know your heart,

Our heart….

So dark and mysterious,

Part of my heart…your heart.





Monday, January 26, 2009

A small song dedicated to Mr. Raju(Satyam)

Have fun.........

Take tone of My name is Anthony Gonsalves from Amar Akbar Anthony and
sing this song...........

My name is Ramalinga Raju
main Satyam ka Lootera (Thief) hoon
Khaate (Accounts) hai khaali, Balance sheets jaali (fake) satyam
employees ki bhi watt laga daali ..
jisko bhi yaad aaye, mujhe milne chala aaye jisko bhi yaad aaye,

Mujhe milne chala aaye ..
Hyderabad police chowki, jholi(ssorry...kholi) number 420

abhi abhi jail ke andar ek company kholi hai, aji kholi hai,

Haan haankholi hai investors ne bhi lagayi bad chad kar boli hai,

haan boli hai, haan haan boli hai jailor bhi raazi, qaidi bhi raazi Jab tak
chalegi yeh jaalsaazi .
jisko bhi yaad aaye, milke marne chala aaye jisko bhi yaad aaye, milke
marne chala aaye .
.Hyderabad police chowki, jholi (ssorry...kholi) number 420

Sunday, January 25, 2009

A lettter to her Father...ekdum mast..use it once

A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then

he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. It was addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands

*Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Randy and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him too - even with all

his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he wants me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even though Randy is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the way of our relationship, don't you agree?

*Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too.

*Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!!

*Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

*Your loving daughter,


At the bottom of the page were the letters


Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet, and



Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home.

*I love you!

Your loving daughter