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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aag abhi bohot see kafi hai

भारत क्यों तेरी साँसों के, स्वर आहत स

Truth
Once in your life you make the friends that are true
Nothing else matters except what's between t

JHANDA LEHRATA RAHE YAHI ORIT RE

गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |

Sometimes Life Is Hard

Sometimes we see things that aren't meant to be seen.

Sometimes things aren't always as t

badhe chalo

Na haath ek Shastra ho

Na haath ek astra ho

Na anna veer vastra ho

Hato n

hamari yaad ati hai

wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.

wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na ho 

Faith And Courage In Life

In life, some people will hurt us and cause us pain,

but we must learn to forgive and for

SAANSE JISME TERE ISHQ KI

Ho toh gayi thi who sabhi baatein jo kehni thi

par shayad koi ek baat reh gayi adhuri hai

NA RAAT DEKHI NA DIN

चाँद को भी हमने तुम्हारे लिए सजाया है

She Is Unique

She is unique.

Every time I see her

I just can't seem to know how to speak.

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