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,
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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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Swatantrata ka samay ab aaya hai !

Uth mere veer javan uth,

Uth mere veer javan uth,

Lahlahaati is dharti me aaj,

hamari yaad ati hai

wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.

wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na ho 

UJALA HI PAYA

सिर्फ उजाला ही पाया है,आँखों की पट्टी

MAA KI PARIBHASHA

हम एक शब्द हैं तो वह पूरी भाषा है

Will You Ever
I don't think you will
Ever fully understand
How you've touched my life and made me who I am

Wish In A Dream

Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.

Optimism required, let your light shine.

Dil ki diwar

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon

Hansa tha jo tune muje dekh pyar se

Un

BHULE MAANAS KO DILATE NETA

गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे

Friendship Are Like Daimonds

In the darkness, in the silence,

Only faint memories of joy are heard.

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