I never thought that I would want to post my thought into a blog. I usually find a very old book/notebook whatever, write in it for a couple of days then lose it and find a new one after that. On and on. Maybe this way I won't lose anything. I don't really much mind if someone actually reads this. [ that would be a first ]

Though I cannot guarantee the sanity of those words. Some will be written in anger, some in sadness, some in happiness, while actually believing. [as we all probably do].

It's been a while since I quit my presence in all those scandals and my school. Nowadays I don't pretty much care if Y gets into a fight with X unless I get a part of it. I've finally realized I can't wait to graduate high school and leave behind all those incompetent muggles. Staring behind a wall of glass if quite helping; it keeps me sane after my unsuccessful and terrible thoughts of suicide.

But now...

[ Continued ]

wen i saw you i lost my heart, wen you saw me i lost my world

woh beete din yaad hain woh pal chin yaad hain guzare terey sang jo lagaa ke tujhe aang joh woh muskana tera woh sharmana tera december ka samaa woh bheegi bheegi sardiya woh mausam kya hua na janey kahan kho gaya bas yaadein baaki...woh baate sab yaad hain woh raatein sab yaad hain beetae terey sang joh...lagaa ke tujhe aang se..woh mere paas ana tera woh ser jhuka na tera dheere se dil pe mere hontoh ki woh narmiya....aag laga ke tum na janey kahan kho gaye bas yaadein baaki....woh beete din mujhe yaad hain...woh pal chin yaad hain...guzare tere sang joh...lagaa ke tujhe aang se.....