Posts Tagged ‘Trust’

As the golden day passes by…
My urge to see you makes me cry…
Cruel sun… shines harsh on me
And evenings are on what not to be
Midst of all what makes me see
Your buttery eyes the joy for me
From morning seven to evening nine
More tears roll down but I am fine
Why is it so difficult for you to feel?
What’s inside me and urges u to appeal
They make me crazy I try not to see
Your buttery eyes d joy for me
I know it well I’m not the one for you
That day will come which ends blue
Am I deaf or blind to see?
What’s shouting within n wants to get free
Or is it you who’s binding me…
Your buttery eyes d joy for me
The questions are more and answers few
That black in me grew and grew
All those ugly shades of colour
My spirits getting as more duller
What only puts me on and on
Is the melody of your hearts chiffon
My only thing and hope of glee
Your buttery eyes… The joy for me

Abhishek Kumar
Sir Padampat Singhania University,Udaipur

Contest :  It will heal with time ;Maybe|

in collaboration with Elements, SPSU Udaipur

You say… but…

Posted: July 30, 2012 by Ankur in Daily Quotes
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You say, I listen  but that doesn’t mean I trust all what you say…

Nabila Ali Khan

LovE is… ♥

Posted: April 1, 2012 by Ankur in Images
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Love Lessons

Love doesn’t need to be perfect, it just needs to be true.


Posted: December 26, 2011 by Ankur in Writes...
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A step never taken 
Some words never said 
Just look back
Dey r alwz daer…..
Why need to prove?
Why important to say ?

When i m wid u,
I’m alwz me!
Jst look back
Dey r alwz daer……….

Why need to explain ?
Why need to show ?
No more daer to wait
No more daer to see
No more daer to go
No more me ……………

DEY R ME !!!!!! !!

Naina Singh

National Institute of Technology

Its all about getting SIGNALS…

Posted: December 24, 2011 by Ankur in Writes...
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Love… The most beautiful yet the most painful thing that happens to one. It happens on its own .we don’t even come to know when it starts. You don’t even realize and your life is changed .for good or for worse dats the latter part. The fact lies here is that u have no control over the things that happen.sometimes u just keep wondering and fantacising about ur dream man (p.s.-all the girls must have admired or dreamt of thier prince charming ,they being in their perfect ballgroom dress and he in a tuxedo or whatsoever), but u never get a chance to do so. Coz u never knoe when he enters ur lyf, it might be when u r in ur ill fitted T-shirt and sneakers or doing the craziest thing on earth without realising that u r being noticed by the man of ur to recognise him is the main question that looms before us!!

What will heaven’s bells start ringing when he comes or will he send some signal (as signal is sent in economics to solve the problem of asymmetric information with one person knowing more than the other,perhaps this shows the writer has had quite a good amt of dose of economics), well not drifting apart, life isn’t a srk flick or a typical ‘Chetan Bhagat’ novel where everything will come to happy ending, where the blue sky will automatically start giving signalz of its own, where even a hard rock floor will get slippery making the heroine fall straight away into hero’s arms and yup how can we forget the background music without which the scene can never be complete…

Where no matter how many twists and turns may be but hero will at last come back to heroine. But all of this is just fictional. Reality isn’t the same it never rains when u want to, we never land up in his arms coincidentally. However hard we may try, well in some unfortunate cases two people living together for such a long time don’t even come to know when they start loving each other; sometimes its just a matter of seconds to realize dat he is the chosen one bt sometimes it takes years…

But isn’t the other person supposed to wait or at least give the other person a second chance rather than ridiculing her in public or making her an object of public mockery. I fail to understand how can it be possible when the person whom you loved so much just become the person whom you abuse in front of your friends and who you insult in public. Although the person is wrong or maybe slow enough to get the so called signal but dat doesn’t imply u can go on n just… I wish life was a movie where at least u were certain that the hero n heroine will reconcile at d end where the heroine wouldn’t have to live in fear of never being able to find her hero!!!

PA 😀