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(All about Me and My World....)



Sourav,Sachin,Dravid here,
Still can't score..
Tata,Birla,Ambani here,
But 1/3rd are poor.

Hockey,India's national game,
But craze is not any more..
8 times Olympic champions,
Now begging at the door.

The biggest Indian army here,
Then,why terrorism make us tear,

Trained police force here,
Still thousands of crime in a year,
Oh,Government can you here,,
can you make this country secure???

Bhagban yahan,Allah yahan..
Nanak and jesus Christ,
why,In the name of secularism,,
we always fight.

61 years of independence,
But we are fail,
We are making it heaven???
or making it hell???...

What's the problem???
What's the solution???
Time has come ,to ask the question....


Why is happiness disappeared from the world ???.....
Why
the people are being so sad ???.....
Taking always wrong steps,
Still we are glad.
If we aren't aware, Nothing will be there,
It's our world ....and we have to take care.

Why is the global warming rising day by day ???.....
we are the people who has to suffer one day.
It's now the biggest tension,
Still we are not paying attention..
No one to blame , No one to offense..
If we don't care.....
It's the end of our existence.

Why is the terrorism spreading all the way ???.....
Why does the common people always has to pay ???.....
You can't remain silent must have to say,
Little reference to this...is "A Wednesday Day.

Why the people are so cruel ???....
They were good , They used to be well...
It's the bad politics...supplying them the fuel.

Why the law and order are going in vein ???...
Instead solving problem....it's only giving pain.
years over years,people waiting for justice..
at last they get "Tai-Tai Fish" (injustice).

It's not question of today or tomorrow..
It's the question of human nature..
It's the question of our existence in future.

It's the time to think,,no time after...
Or you will die as never before..
So,Come on.... and make it happen,
else nothing will remain..
Wake up,
You bloody HUMAN !!!!




Sep 6,2008......
The last birthday of mine in hostel...
A lot to ,say a lot to tell.....
About my frndz ........
Who are very cruel.

Ronaldo,Zidane.....they are all,
kicking me so hard ...
As if playing game of Football.
no-where to go.....no-where to jump...
That is called Birth Day-bump.

They are the magicians....more than a player,
1 Kg cake......
1 Minute!!!!!!!!!
all vanishes....No one knows where.





Mumbai, that's the town I am talking here,
comes as a fresher, four years before,
A lot to say......A lot to hear,
That is what mumbai, oh my dear.

Flood ho ya Bomb blast people never give up,
Help to other they always stand up,
Give up the fears,Give up the tears,
Only thing they know is to stand together.

New york has economy,
China has athletes,
Japan has technology in credit,
Mumbai has one thing in it,
That's called MUMBAI's SPIRIT.

hectic journey in local trains......they never desired,
daily life with vadapaw....still not tired,
wake up in the early morning,
work till night,
They have the desired to touch the height.

JOSEPH ho ya ......
DAS ho ya.....
SINGH ho ya..... KHAN,
all are shouting ......
ye hai "MUMBAI MERI JAAN"




Life means: a winter evening,
four friends,
mild rain.

Life means:Hundred bucks of Petrol,
Two rusty old bikes,
and an open road.

Life means: maggi and noodles,
A pepsi,a hostel room, 3.25 am.

Life means: one P.L,
one night,one book,3 duffers.

Life means:3 old friends,
3 separate cities,
3 coffee mugs n 1 internet Messanger.

Life means: FRIENDS.


He was a stranger,
All the way from Chinor(Kashmir),
Has 100 girls as friends here and there,
still searching for a proper Girlfriend,not being tired.
Has half white hair ,
That's my friend Ankur.

He was stranger,
all the way from Ranjhor(Rajstan) ,
Staying here from 12 years,
He is in love with a girl,who is his junior.
Taller,Stronger,
He is a Biker.
That's my friend Rahul

He was a stranger,
also from Ranjhor(Rajstan) ,
His words sometimes hurt hard,
B'cos he is very straight forward,
On the way of full-filling all his wishes,
That's my friend Hitesh.

He was a stranger,
from the state bengal,
Tries for everything,
If not get,cried for everything(rotluu....),
He is college's active don,
and weight just below a ton,
Filling the dream on his way,
That's my friend Debarshi Dey.

He was a stranger,
All the way from Allahabad seher,
He is duffer,He is a duffer,
wait...wait....that's what he tells other,
But very calm and quite in nature,
Never forgot to take a single cash(Paisa),
That's my friend Akash.

He is the person,who is known.....
b'cos that's the story of my own.
used to play cricket, never hit a century..
but in weight about record a century,
To abuse me no one dare,
If dare ,then i don't care...
for friends i am always there...
forgive me if any thing unfair.




Life moves on...,Life moves on.....
for some, it's like a soap bubble forming on the foam,
created and blown away.

Life moves on...,Life moves on.....
for some, its like building a dome,
arranging stones upon stone,
like the city of rome.

Life moves on...,Life moves on.....
for me, it's a one way road....
you can't return back as you preffered.

So enjoy each step you take,
fulfill each dream you make.


If life is a stage make sure you are the greatest actor,
Your life the greatest show,
who knows "KAL HO NA HO......."



A coldest night of JAN,

Snow is falling down.....n.....down,

from the head to the feet,
searching help... as a gift,

Suddenly felt the warmth of a hand....

That's my friend....That's my friend.



A hot day of JULY,
walking on a lonely road...without shelter,

no food....no water,
need of a friend is more......
Than a pizza or Burger....
That's my friend....That's my friend.

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Hi..Myself Sambit.Love blogging.
Am not a kind of addicted..
Write down random thoughts that comes to my mind.
It's my web diary about me and my world...
Thanks to be a part of it. :)

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