tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41016057509324312352024-02-21T01:49:02.389-08:00My Way of SeeingUr Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-46120358744484433942012-01-30T03:10:00.000-08:002012-01-30T03:25:42.318-08:00GOOD BYE<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Pf0Ebz9QE2eK5ZzEfRzMR_vvgzdwhZisLFeFIAkga0dJt6kMcE29kRxZf40FJaML8zVn8SKY_DuL_TQHhKYUqZT1BPAAGKnEjhohMdKA0lNV7zk8DsWy1WgX2MswJ6az6BiOnon14ECx/s1600/goodbye2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></b></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394;">GOOD BYE</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-16388999249983804892011-09-30T06:06:00.000-07:002011-09-30T06:23:46.519-07:00Heads you win ..... Tails i lose<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjKwszuoDfzeFXslgzV8QiC3DrXD4XMF_w0D4CpJREjPJgS8uCx21Pm-lCNfY_zY-PBu8Hy1HcYJMyik4qjkHnXYf9gO1vkzI0GKwbFAH2ZyoZC3fnqmbnVRaeeTzaXktufOyaeUio_HL/s1600/Lost.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjKwszuoDfzeFXslgzV8QiC3DrXD4XMF_w0D4CpJREjPJgS8uCx21Pm-lCNfY_zY-PBu8Hy1HcYJMyik4qjkHnXYf9gO1vkzI0GKwbFAH2ZyoZC3fnqmbnVRaeeTzaXktufOyaeUio_HL/s400/Lost.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
<b style="color: #0b5394;">Heads you win ..... Tails i lose</b></div><br />
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">Someone said you wont understand the value of somethings unless u loose something big......<br />
but who can understand that ,, nothing can b bigger than u<br />
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</div></div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-68089464494881575862011-09-30T04:20:00.000-07:002011-09-30T06:25:08.932-07:00LIFE is not just LYF its even more<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhN_DpIdhr0DSwUg75OC5iRj15MrwSOX4cx6EUkqFyFz5m7-Mn2XhfDSdyfWuNKWMlh-p6G7t9sOXKC4ieCd4IQIgAi1qhm7y7kJfPv1cDuuMbbCQtABHrzFPwq2C8v_buDMWx-9C-nenl/s400/life.jpg" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: #0b5394;">LIFE is not just LYF its even more</b></div><br />
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<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. </span></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. </span></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.</span> </span></i></div><br />
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<div style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>3 ANGELS</b></i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b> - of ma Lyf</b></i></div><i><br />
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<div style="color: #3d85c6;"><i>U ppl hav influenced so much,,</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6;"><i>I neva knew someone can change me so much</i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6;"><i> Each one of u are the cause to what I am today </i></div><br />
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</div></div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-79184560598072094012011-04-04T02:35:00.000-07:002011-04-04T02:41:57.680-07:00Gone R Dose Days<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz8KqC9jw1xX0vNcW30bWDeAWHpfDUq0q6hOW2YEh0CyDqJfaJQJdKyp3fbG0gT38pLcrSbWJV4kmhndq1FW1h-ndSCwSOlVqDcxOMd-MyKCcJIYckrZqLmYI1Mr8iaJZNyJinNWe5MJNx/s1600/2328879637_c0d2e376ff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz8KqC9jw1xX0vNcW30bWDeAWHpfDUq0q6hOW2YEh0CyDqJfaJQJdKyp3fbG0gT38pLcrSbWJV4kmhndq1FW1h-ndSCwSOlVqDcxOMd-MyKCcJIYckrZqLmYI1Mr8iaJZNyJinNWe5MJNx/s400/2328879637_c0d2e376ff.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Gone R Dose Day</span><span style="font-size: large;">s</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Wer hav dose days gone?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Wer hav dat feelings gone?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Are v da same ?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Y do U want me to live like dis</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Wen U know I can't do dis</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"> Did I change ?</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> ....</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">..</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I've changed</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">But, for u I'm still d same</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">n ll always remain to b that shoulder, d one who cares n always der for u</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">yes,Ive changed for the world,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">but for u</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I'm still d same </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"> .</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">..</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">...</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">....</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">What the hell is happening these days<br />
What the hell are you n me doing these days<br />
What am I trying to prove</span><br />
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I din know I can do this<br />
With whom am I doing all this<br />
The person to whom I never wanted to do this</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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I </span><span style="font-size: small;">don't know u want to or not but<br />
I know u can live without me<br />
But why are you showing it to me <br />
when you know I cant do the same </span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span> </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I wanted to become your friend</span><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">But landed up with you being mine</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">Do you get hurt the way that I do?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">And I don't want a conversation, I just want to cry in front of you.</span><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br />
</span></div></div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-88159725558917171202011-01-22T23:22:00.000-08:002011-01-22T23:32:28.451-08:00TARANKU<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
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</a></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;">Thank you for always being there,<br />
To listen and understand me.<br />
I appreciate all you did for me,<br />
And all you still do.<br />
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Thank you for making me feel whole again,<br />
For putting my pieces back together.<br />
I appreciate you putting my life back together,<br />
You saved my life.<br />
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You may not understand,<br />
Why I do what I do.<br />
But you never criticized,<br />
You just helped my through.<br />
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I knew I could come to you when I was down,<br />
'cause I knew you'd always be there<br />
to pick me back up<br />
and say everything will be ok. </div></div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-87641669674147441832011-01-21T08:30:00.000-08:002011-01-21T08:32:07.557-08:00Search continues ..........<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7NF24N0MgynaJ9MKcDbitk-7ogJ3tCJ7xVMGIaudhZZ9vs87vIP6NGMlOtt_JBkhMol5lAPZfJRnDbEw_r64Pn8ln0jqUyMSeYHI8J7txJf0ucjq6wb0YSmvEtbQfm199Zk4mq8M863Y-/s1600/walking_alone_by_trygothic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7NF24N0MgynaJ9MKcDbitk-7ogJ3tCJ7xVMGIaudhZZ9vs87vIP6NGMlOtt_JBkhMol5lAPZfJRnDbEw_r64Pn8ln0jqUyMSeYHI8J7txJf0ucjq6wb0YSmvEtbQfm199Zk4mq8M863Y-/s400/walking_alone_by_trygothic.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><b>MY FRIEND</b></div><br />
<div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>We all need someone</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>To talk to in our life,</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>A friend to whom we run</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>In times of stress or strife</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>A friend who's always there</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>Throughout the years,</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>A friend we know will care</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>And take away our fears.</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>A friend who's always near,</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>Waiting for our call,</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>To wipe away our tears,</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>And lift us when we fall.</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>A loving friend indeed,</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>On whom we can depend</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>To fulfill our every need -</i></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><i>who's dat precious friend ???</i></div></div></div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-42058820109455319232011-01-21T07:48:00.000-08:002011-01-22T23:28:56.555-08:00My DEAR<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYu5KAtfAsqBVmuVIkWsq7MCGRMAyG7ad4DVVXJCs69ZLce8PWkADwquD4E50yt4lFRrSDYeNPGKP0YluMxAeala81lwHd3UEsb8xpw9TBbsp8TKjn49_0ZBC4VsMF6z1RfVlp-3Ic4tmm/s1600/friends_78.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYu5KAtfAsqBVmuVIkWsq7MCGRMAyG7ad4DVVXJCs69ZLce8PWkADwquD4E50yt4lFRrSDYeNPGKP0YluMxAeala81lwHd3UEsb8xpw9TBbsp8TKjn49_0ZBC4VsMF6z1RfVlp-3Ic4tmm/s400/friends_78.gif" width="318" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMdeIu6VmxFebUdu3qWzpOrjzyNQFxk8bOM1p2nLFFimDAvh_s56Dq320_Jchbcpe9_BP3CMeqdSPLqXWjIxCN1lRlsvqr7HuCgz5shskXKXsQ5HznAnyB6icz-ODLbdw34L_h8F48cDnS/s1600/friends_78.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><b>MY DEAR... </b></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><i>M-Myself </i></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><i>Y-Yield </i></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><i>D-Deeply &</i></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><i> E-Emotionally to </i></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><i>A-An </i></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><i>R-Rare person</i></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><i> that is U. </i></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;">i don't care about the world and what people say as long as you make me feel that you are my world, not they.</span></i></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"> How do I tell you I'm sorry </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"> With a gesture, a look, a touch?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"> How is it I never realized</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"> I hurt you so very much?</span></div><br />
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<div style="color: blue;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">MY <i>D</i>EA<i>R</i> FRIEND</span></b></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Not every bird</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">dances,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">but</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">peacock does..</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Not evry person</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">reaches till d HEART,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">but</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"> u do..</span> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">When someone makes me cry i feel disturbed .....</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Btw wen u make me cry i feel happy....</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">coz others make me cry by hurting me ...</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">btw u make me cry by touching me....</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">U r the first person who thinks dat i feel and hide sumthings from me...</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">U care things abt me,,, u know abt me and u show dat</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Even if a day should go by when I don't say what U mean to me.....may never a moment go by without U knowing it... </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">And I hope you know that I am always here </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">To listen to you laugh and cry and help </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">In all the ways that i can </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">And I will try to be at least half the friend you are </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">To me. </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">With you I know that I will find</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">All that I have been searching for</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The one with whom I will always stand by</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Through all that life will throw our way</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">If I had one gift that I could give you, my friend, it would be the ability to see yourself as I see you, because only then would you know how extremely special you are.</span> </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">You're outstanding bcos you are you. </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<div><span style="font-size: small;">Tears may come and go,<br />
But there's one thing I know.<br />
All my life you're a friend of mine.<br />
You can depend on me.<br />
I'll be fine...<br />
'Cause you're a friend of mine.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;">I will always be there for you<br />
I am your friend.<br />
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Someone to share <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD4">the good times</span><br />
As well as the bad.<br />
I make no judgments by what you say<br />
I just listen with my heart and<br />
Hope to be of help in anyway I can.<br />
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<span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD2">I will be there</span> for you <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD5">now and forever</span><br />
And always please remember<br />
I am your friend!</span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;">I cannot ease your aching heart,<br />
Nor take your pain away;<br />
But let me stay and walk with you.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;">I'll listen when you need to talk,<br />
I'll wipe away your tears;<br />
I'll share your worries when they come,<br />
I'll help you face your fears.<br />
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I'm here and I will stand by you,<br />
On each hill you have to climb;<br />
So , let's face the world...<br />
And live just <span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3">one day at a time</span>. <b><br />
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</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;">You're not alone, for I'm still here,<br />
I'll go that extra mile</span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;">I'll help you learn to smile!</span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and I will be there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">To see you hurt</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">To see you cry,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">makes me weep</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">24hrs might be very less for a day but it is too long for me to miss you</span> <br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> U may be out of my sight, but not out of my heart, U may be out of my reach but not out of my mind. Your absence will be clearly visible. mmmmyyyyyyy :( :(</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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Well I came across many people in all dese days of my life. I came to know many things because of them<br />
even I came to know what I am. Hmm this one is about all my co-passengers n how they changed my life may it be by inspiring r by making it beautiful r etc etccccc.<br />
Why to taste before u read it.<br />
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Which page to start with<br />
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Most Colorful Page<br />
I was not expecting a person like you who would bring all the feelings out from myself<br />
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</div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-88012540389040454952009-11-30T21:36:00.000-08:002010-01-01T01:05:44.573-08:00<div style="color: blue; text-align: center;">Looking Back<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some say looking back at our tears makes us laugh<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some others say looking back at our laughs makes us cry<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But for me looking back itself makes me cry<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wer have those days gone<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wer are those beautiful memories<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wer are those wonderful people<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wer are those preciuos moments<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want all that time back<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want all those people back<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want everything back<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Enough of the growth<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Is there any way to go back <br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I would love to be a child again<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And travel all the time again<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">My eyes are filled up with tears<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart is filled up with all those cherishable memories<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">All the thoughts are wandering in my mind<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like waves of an ocean<br />
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Old things are more beautiful<br />
than many things brand new<br />
Because they bring fond memories<br />
of things we used to do.<br />
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<div style="font-family: inherit;">Old things are more beautiful,<br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit;">more precious day-by-day.<br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit;">Because they are the flowers<br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit;">we planted yesterday. <br />
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Taking a walk on memory lane<br />
I have no fear.<br />
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</div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-57892973139449597192009-11-28T06:24:00.000-08:002010-01-01T01:06:50.202-08:00<div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: blue;">Six Celebs</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Life a wonderful gift given to us.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">There are two walls - birth and death and whats the rest in between is called life which<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"> has to be lived and enjoyed.</span><br />
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Its a big canvas which have to be filled by our own colors.<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"> Living others life is a nice feeling but watching hurdles come their way hurts a lot.<br />
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Its a painful feeling when I see them facing trouble in crossing those speed breakers.<br />
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I may not always be besides them to carry them so,,,<br />
</div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">may those hurdles be in my way, I would face them for these celebs.<br />
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I strongly pray that an shoulder be given to them the every difficult second they face<br />
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</div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-71376421606753586782009-11-28T05:53:00.000-08:002010-01-01T01:07:06.085-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> <span style="color: blue;">NOT MY GAME</span></span></span><br />
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ITS NOT MY GAME<br />
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I wanted to play the role of a striker but I am playing an defender role.<br />
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ITS NOT MY GAME<br />
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Is this just an imagination or is it the reality.<br />
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ITS NOT MY GAME<br />
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</div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-69021073236826408582009-11-23T06:50:00.000-08:002010-01-01T01:07:51.940-08:00<div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><b>Favourites</b><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">160591 My <span style="color: blue;">First </span>Reader<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">070791 My<span style="color: blue;"> Fast</span> Reader <br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">280890 My<span style="color: blue;"> Full</span><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="color: #c27ba0;"> </span></span>Reader<br />
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<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Nalabhai Edu </b></span><br />
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Open My Heart<br />
If you open my heart, guess what u r gonna see? It's U. True friends are hard to find so I kept u.<br />
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How long shall v b friends? Do u want a clue? As long as stars twinkle in the sky, till the water runs dry & till the day I die. We will b friends.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">U may be out of my sight, but not out of my heart, U may be out of my reach but not out of my mind.I may mean nothing to u but u will always be special to me!!<br />
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Never say ur happy when ur sad… never say ur fine when ur not ok… never say u feel good when u feel bad… and never say ur alone when I m still alive.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">There r many stars but the moon is u, there are many friends but the best is u,, To forget me that’s up to u,,, To forget u I will never ever do.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">If U need a friend and there are a hundred steps between us, u can take the 1st step to get near me and i will take all 99 step to be there for u.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you for touching my life in ways u may never know. My riches do not lie in material wealth but in having friends like u - a precious gift from God!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I admit I'll never be the perfect friend. I'll never be there always. I may not make u smile at times but there is one thing I admit I could do. To be the person I could be for u.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some friends are remembered because of their smile. Some friends are remembered because of their style. But u are remembered because u r so nice to remember. Take care.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do u ever recall the first day we met? R first hello? The day we became friends? Well, I do and I will always remember. For that very day, I knew I'd cherish u.<br />
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Everyone tells friendship is this friendship is that but<br />
Friendship can't be explained it can only be experienced.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I am thankful to every friend who made me experience it.<br />
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But the best of all them is U<br />
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I collected some of the definitions of friendship which touched my heart<br />
But<br />
For me friend is simply U.<br />
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Everyone says the person is friend because that person is good , that person is nice n so on <br />
U r my friend becos <br />
Its good to be your friend.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> FRIENDSHIP<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Stay" is a charming word in a friend's vocabulary.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">People's lives change. To keep all your old friends is like keeping all your old clothes -- pretty soon your closet is so jammed and everything so crushed you can't find anything to wear. Help these friends when they need you; bless the years and happy times when you meant a lot to each other, but try not to have the guilts if new people mean more to you now.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friendship is like a perennial river which flows forever. It may change it's path but will never ever dry up.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The reality of the other person lies not in what he reveals to you but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop there is at last a drop which makes it run over, so in a series of kindness there is at last one which makes the heart run over.<br />
</div>Ur Frndhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06564763139921706402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4101605750932431235.post-49780308197300380822009-11-08T06:51:00.000-08:002010-01-01T01:15:00.463-08:00LIVING R SURVIVING<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6yOuaZsd0BOGIzT1LaflZP4ZEJwMSBnZ1-wvP8ibuLFqtjUW9wNyQG09CU9z22LIICFf3JlkX2euCuRVFQ3sX-2Q8P1ra5Dety1Z9vhX6otbHUraLTgvdrYxJw77SGnmLIi24BP6iSXOc/s1600-h/boy_sad2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6yOuaZsd0BOGIzT1LaflZP4ZEJwMSBnZ1-wvP8ibuLFqtjUW9wNyQG09CU9z22LIICFf3JlkX2euCuRVFQ3sX-2Q8P1ra5Dety1Z9vhX6otbHUraLTgvdrYxJw77SGnmLIi24BP6iSXOc/s400/boy_sad2.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><b>I am not living I am just surviving</b><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I believe that we should not just survive but we should live the life to the fullest. And my belief became strong when I listened to the same words in one of the songs. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">For me living to the fullest is just by feeling your presence even its your silence since it adds flavor to my life. Without this perfume <span style="color: #6aa84f;"> </span><b style="color: #6aa84f;">I am not living I am just surviving</b><span style="color: cyan;">. </span><br />
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</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">I dedicate this quote to you ra<br />
</div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #e69138;">If your blood could give me happiness, I'd ask for just a drop; If your breath could fill my soul I'd ask for just a whisper; If your tears could save my life, I'd say not a word, for I would rather die than see you cry...please don't cry any longer..</span>.<br />
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