Clupination

And thats exactly how life is, pains make the honey of happiness sweeter.....true u hurt me deeply sumtimes, but it cant stop me from loving u madly; u know y ? coz the sweetness of the love we share is a lot more sweeter than the bitterness of pains we inflict....... Love u...Truly...Madly...Deeply

Stagnant

It was a dark evening, the sky was pitch black, the winds were strong and cold…I was sitting at the staircase-top, one of my favorite places. I stared at the sky, it showed me how lightening tore itself into two parts, and how the divided parts were one whole part simultaneously…I smiled….mayb at the metaphor, mayb at my fate..it started to rain…I clutched the raindrops but they slipped out of my fingers..they always does…u can feel them,but u cant hold them back…so much like you…innit?

My feels hurt…I feel them…lingering in my mind…burning my inside gushing to and fro…I drench in rain..to soothe myself…in vain

U don’t really understand me. now u want to take revenge...i stare at ur words with big teary eyes..i wonder how? how?i turn pale with fear...fear of being abandoned in dark..There was a time when u did…when u were there to caress me even before I sought u..but life changes…I shuddered in fear as the lightening struck again..i am afraid of the cruel world. I am afraid of darkness….i was a departed soul in search of home, u gave me everything and more than I needed. I clutched u strongly, with my every single feel…I still try clutching u…but now am exposed to the darkness even more than before…I had a hope then….now I have none…I shudder again….in cold and dark…I look here and there with big stary eyes…hoping u wud embrace me and bring me safe home…I clutch my feeble fingers round my arms..in fear…in despair…searching blankly for u…desperately wanting u…before I decompose...completely

Webbed

Lifes complex ..real complex...i was only feeling i wud relax when the new set of prbs welcomed me...rather disgusting! pooh! so now...some daily updates

my team presentation was great..have never really felt so comfortable during presentation...purely pleased! finally i am overcoming my stage fears...hope the rest go well..inshallah

next comes few complicacies...actually no time to sort those....i am dipped in academic pressures..severely..i am so stuck that i cant even go out on 1st boishakh...ah..not true..actually i find him dis-oriented to hang out ...so i am malfunctioning also

i am satisfied with some solutions regading a few relations....phew..doesnt fell good when close relations go out of hand...so m glad.

okay...now my pc is a piece of trouble. always this prb htat prb. it feels like a burden sumtimes..because my ppl at home are not at all co-operative...so any repairing is greeted with severe frown and tsky comments...hate em. i just pray everything gets handy..inshallah

and finally...i am content with him rite now...though sumtimes i feel severe bad and i want those expression desperately, i can controll myself...by saying myself that now its turn to b friends, if he doesnt want to fulfil the desires of a relationship, i'll never force him. if hez comfortable like this- being ONLY friends, i dont have any objections actually. its his need due to which i responsed for the different phase, if he doesnt want it, i wud bury the expectations inside ..rite away

but still sumtimei gaze blankly...wondering where the needs are minimized,i know they are not vanished....they are somewhere...unnoticed

Cheat

U study hard ,preparing urself for upcoming xam,u spend sleepless night studying; next day u go for the xam, sit alone..a group of boys study less...sits together...cheats and gets full marks. u get less. at the end, u get a grade, and maybe they gets better than u...then they gets labelled as "good students" whilst u act sulky. effort pays off ha? haha...it seldom does....

i just wonder how ppl can cheat. doesnt they have this tiny much self -respect? ntohing? doesnt it feel a shame to ask from others and express ur ignorance? and furthermore..doesnt it feel lame to accumulate marks from cheating without u giving even little effort?

i know ppl will smirk at me if i say this..but i cant help it...cheating is so so lame...it contradicts my principles hardly. u work hard..u get result accordingly. why shud u get result even if u dont work hard? then whats the point of working hard at all?


y am i telling all these today? because i have a friend, he would always ask all sort of academic helps from me, and i do help him bcoz hez my friend. but when its exam time, he wud sit with a group of other ppl giving a lame excuse y he wont seat next to me...because he wud then cheat from those group of boys and get full marks...man..i pity ur attitude...u r pathetic

and then again, nomatter how much u help ppl, thyewill never stop accussing u for the wrong. tell them thousand correct answer, they wont care to feel,but say them one single wrong answer, or dont say them...man...they will notch u with their sharp-clawed accusations. its okay..as long as the person isnt someone for whom u really care and he doesnt care abt u back; and doesnt have respect for ur self-respect, doesnt have emotion for ur scars...i guess its okay...totally

Knotz

i was leading a linear life...and trust me it was good...i dont want variations with problems. problem is one thing i m most afraid of....they gives me goosebumps and makes me quiver alone in the darkness leaving me totally helpless....i didnt expect this turning up..i really didnt..now my prayers are that this doesnt get worse...i plead to thee Allah...please...

traitors all....bd society sucks in true sense. ppl are so dyamn cheap minded. u see a girl hanging out with a boy...suddenly u become very much socially "responsible" and shriek at them...furthermore u even perform ur "holy" responsibility of letting others know abt it who mite as well destroy a realtion blooming in buds...bd scoiety sucks...in true sense!

i cant lose my most precious gem....u r to precious for me to give up..may Allah bless us, inhsallah he will..amen

Beshi na ektu..bolo tumi

"Bashbe ki amake ektu bhalo?
Beshi a ektu..bolo tumi?"

These are nothing but myths. Ah! Bulls eye dude…bulls eye! . Feelings are nothing but adrenaline rush….very true…specially for boyz…feelings have no depth (99.99%)..all they cares abt is their self satisfaction and happiness. No matter how much of love a girl pours into the love tea-pot…guyz provide just a pinch…guyz go crazy for u…they can die for u…once they gets u….gradually the same things which used to be admired before are criticized then…the girl sits back and wonders how to rectify..how to please…but the brutal truth is that guyz love sublimes ,evaporates out..

Linear

sometimes i am just too dis-oriented, at other times, i am too enthusiatic....its hard to balance.mayb bcoz i am an extremist. Lat night i argued without ny reason. i know what things are, how things are...still sometiems i am just out of controll. actually the memory pangs bites each time. i hate to be neglected...this one thing simply leashes everything else.

at present...things are on linear path. no adventures, no breaks...no nothing. its simply routine...and so sometimes i find myself malfunctioning...i need a driving force always to keep up to my heels.


i dont find the spirit of studying. because i really really tried ,but ended up in blundering ..after thati simply lost my hopes..because i have seen ppl with much less efforts are getting throught..i wonder why i am always the other side of the coin...lucks never flips on my side...i dont bliv in luck..i bliv in turning my luck towards my direction...

my thoughts are scattered today...bcoz i am dis-oriented...highly..yawn...lifez too boring sumtimes...i seriously need some passion