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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Our Love For You My Princess

Love is not a thing you get a lot

but love the girl you have got...

she is always

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,

na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.

banta mitta hua me

किशमिश सी जलती मस्तियाँ लपट- झपट उठता

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si ^_^

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si Shahrukh pe wo marti thi,

Najre jhukake, sharma ke Hritik ki

ek rishta

Suno…. Suno na! 

Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke i

New Love True Love

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"

Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<

BALIDAAN TUMHEN KARNA HOGA

वह खून कहो किस मतलब का

जिसमें उबाल

YE MERE DESH KI NAHI HAI

हीं, ये मेरे देश की आंखें नहीं हैं

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Keeping The Promises

Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?

The promise to be there for

Not a disappointment

Like sea waves, love always move toward great heights,