Gym Class

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The locker room smells nasty,
And my gym shoes smell like feet.
My socks smell like they’re made of cheese
Or spoiled rotten meat. The toilets are all backed up,
And the floors are soaking wet.
The stench around the benches
Is from everybody’s sweat. The shower stalls are moldy.
All the uniforms are stiff.
The air reeks of deodorant;
I dare you—take a whiff! I’m not the smartest person,
But I know this much is true:
Instead of calling it P.E.
It should be called P.U.

-Neal Levin

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Only Us....

Laid my head upon your chest

Your arms encircled me,

It was, My Love, as if we we

MUJHE PYAAR HAI US LADKI SE

मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्य�

Live Life.
Life is crazy,
and totally unpredictable...
It's going to push you over,
kick you while yo

Teri Dosti Par Naaj Bhi Hain

तेरी कमी भी है, तेरा साथ भी है,

तू दू

No More Sadness

It's done and it's over

I'm through with misery

No more sadness

No more y

jaanu mera dil rota hai,

tumko paakar, tumhen khona nahi hai,

jaanu mera dil rota hai,

pathar se dil ka py

banta mitta hua me

किशमिश सी जलती मस्तियाँ लपट- झपट उठता

Hame to Apno Ne Luta....!!!!
अरे हमें तो अपनों

tum jo sang bane raho

Tumhare karan har jeet se pyar hai mera

Mera seerat ye badhta rahega

Tum jo sang

mehboob ki aankhe roti hui