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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kub tak door rahoge tum hum se

kab tak raho gay aakhir yun dur dur tum hum se,

aakhir tum milna hum se ek din zaroor,

DOSTI DARD NAHI

दोस्ती दर्द नहीं खुशियों की सौगात है,

Reflections

There are moments in our life we'll always treasure.

Tiny fragments from our past, rememb

NEVER LET GO

It was love at first sight the first time that we met

All these feelings came unbridled e

It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago

Feels like a lifetime ago

that I loved like that.

Wanting more

and more a

Everlastingly Friendship

Over time we've developed something extraordinary,

That will last forever because we're b

meri ghazal suna kar dekhna

Kabhi tum muje kareeb se aa k dekhna

Aise nahi jara aur paas aa k dekhna,

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kun rahoon

Gati prabal pairon mein bhari

Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada

Jab aaj mere saamne,

SARFAROSHI KI TAMANNA HAMARE DIL ME

सरफ़रोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में ह

What I Want
I Am Powerful! Whatever I set my mind on having, I will have. Whatever I decide to be, I will be.

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