tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-157952952024-03-06T22:46:35.446-08:00AKS BLOGSAvinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-14470763192393844252008-02-09T22:55:00.000-08:002008-02-09T22:58:59.408-08:00RACE<span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">This question is being raised from the ancient times and will be raised till the end of the times ….because this is question which can be best answered at the end or after the end. The Question is “What is the most important thing in the life?”. Some say it is love, some say it is money, for some it is desire and for some it is happiness, some go with power and some advocates for pleasure and the most common answer would be mixture of all these. Apparently feelings like patience, fear, pain does not come in the solution set, but who knows. Even the God was not sure about this. In order to put an end to this, HE devised plan. A race was called, in which all the feelings and things were allowed to compete. The winner will settle this question forever. Now we all know, we are not even certain about what we want, so it was decided that whether conscious or unconscious, all human desires will power these feeling. The one getting more power will speed more and thus will win the race. Now this is what happened on the big day.</span></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;">I was sitting in the front row. Love, Anger, Money, Pleasure, Pain, Lust, Happiness, Power, Popularity etc all were there in best of their outfits. Each connected themselves with the cordless power cord. The crowd was cheering for their favorites, if they have any. Some, confused people like me were just shouting aimlessly. They all will get power according to our true desires. With a bang the race began. Like a 100m run it looks like a tight race. It was hard to say who was leading and people were just screaming. Patience was loosing but amazingly pain was not so behind [God knows what really we want]. But definitely in the leading row there were Love, Money, and Popularity. In order to remove ambiguity about the rash decisions this was decided that it will be a lapped race. Everyone was talking that after the race the mystery would be solved. The race was now drawing to an end, still no clear winner. People were dashing each other, making room for themselves in order to have a clear view. At this moment I realized actually one was leading the race. It was someone whom I hadn’t seen till then. It was Acceptance. He was going to cross the finishing line and … and he did it. He won. He had a clear lead. It was amazing. I ran for him, but people were still shouting for their favorites. I said to the person standing next to me “but the race is over”. He said “no! It is not”. He was not even aware of it. Not only him, it seem neither participants nor the audience had noticed it. Acceptance was looking indifferent as he knew it always, I was surprised in all ways and the God was smiling.</span> </p>Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-17433312747143512332007-10-01T22:25:00.000-07:002007-10-01T22:39:17.086-07:00i miss u yaar<span style="font-family:webdings;">I miss u yaar...we need u yaar.....<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">We all came into this world with little but our surroundings to shape us. So initially I didn’t get to play TT or </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">learn English grammer or a girl frend was totally due to those. However, somethings were there for which we only can be responsible, for eg: our innocence. For some of us playing nd winning became everything ,for some showing off was very important, for some "just chill -nothing matters" attitude came. Some pried to open their inner shell to themselves, some shut it tight. Some tried to hone up their skills, some tried to prove at what wasn’t their natural ability. I agree all these desires nd wishes have to be fuelled by surroundings , but the root cause have to be the inner nature , the true self. And the day we all were guided by that true shelf , we understood that its in our nature to wish,to desire,to achieve,to be at top,to be appreciated etc etc , may be the 7 sins. Precisely that day we all lost our innocence.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Initially just like all bad roads... it gave u gd fruits .. we plunged deeper we explored deeper and that road gave more fruits.. bigger nd better nd hence the seemingly forever increasing iterative process followed . But it was not to be, at one point or other we realized.. oops honey, I am in deep shit.. some realized sooner. Some latter.. the sooner the better was the case.. </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Now what to do…it’s a famous saying when in deep shit do not open ur mouth nd rue.. but here u need to do just that to get ur innocent heart back..</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">So I thought do I have the guts to spill all of me out to a person.. “NO” this came so quickly I was taken aback.. Oh I am beyond redemption , but again the reason can be just the surety for that person never going against me, all that trust issues etc etc. Still if I cant do that then do I have a frend?? Then I realized.. alas yes.. i don’t have many but I have sufficient number of frends to make me innocent nd alive again..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">U c.. I may not tell all my acts nd thoughts to 1 single person but I can share many of my things with diff persons nd they all are my frends. Each helping me out in the way I can be helped some doing enough for me.. some more than enough and some major helps, but they all r thr to keep me sane .</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">However recently I have missed them very much..in the past u have made me forget all my worries nd enjoy the trivial issues of life.. which I heartly used to enjoy..Guess we all never take time out to tell our frends we miss them.. but yes.. I miss U, abe I miss U yaar.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Feeling a bit light now.. yooooooooo !!!!!!!</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:webdings;"><br /></span>Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-3497257970611812052007-08-24T10:59:00.000-07:002007-08-24T11:08:00.705-07:00chit chatAdapted....<br /><br /><br />Boy: I love her more than the air I breath<br />Girl: well im always here for you.<br />Boy: I know.<br />Girl: What's wrong???<br />Boy: I like her so much.<br />Girl: Talk to her.<br />Boy: I don't know. She won't ever like me.<br />Girl: Don't say that. You're amazing.<br />Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.<br />Girl: Then tell her.<br />Boy: She won't like me.<br />Girl: How do you know that?<br />Boy: I can just tell.<br />Girl: Well just tell her.<br />Boy: What should I say?<br />Girl: Tell her how much you like her.<br />Boy: I tell her that daily.<br />Girl: what do you mean?<br />Boy: I'm always with her. I love her.<br />Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem. But he'll never like me.<br />Boy: Wait. Who do you like?<br />Girl: Oh some boy.<br />Boy: Oh... she won't like me either.<br />Girl: She does.<br />Boy: How do you know?<br />Girl: Because, who wouldn't like you?<br />Boy: You.<br />Girl: You're wrong, I love you.<br />Boy: I love you too.<br />Girl: So are you going to talk to her?<br />Boy: I just did.Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-6544026779747682062007-02-18T11:41:00.000-08:002007-02-18T12:22:47.361-08:00falling in love at mayurakshiThis blog is dedicated to blogs of bhavesh " falling in love" nd deepak "mayurakshi"..<br /><br />My name is deepesh bhavak, i am a genuine good guy with almost all the necessary features to survive handsomely in this world. And we all know that apart from the basic necessities, the thing that defines the status of ur life is LOVE. I have seen many ppl perish in its search.<br />Some even lost the bigger picture i.e LIFE in search of the colour of that picture i.e Love. Some got those colours nd let it fade.But I am lucky, unlike some disasters, i have come out with flying colours. I am in love with a girl *****, and she loves me more than i do... nd thats where the tragedy begins...<br /><br />I went away for a 1 day seminar to a place called kolkaida. It was a beautiful place,standing amidst mayurakshi river was a very tall building, 500mts tall... it was nearly dusk and the end of seminar. I went on top of the building thinking abt my love nd how will we spend the time in bed, later...<br /><br />Suddenly a song "dil laga naa dil jale se dil jal jaayega" started playing and a smile swept across me. A sweet smile of like that of a good memory types. I picked up my mobile & whispered "hi, honey". she said she missed me, i thought, just like me. The breeze on top was getting stronger nd chilling. And at the other end she was ardent that she missed me more as she loved me more. i tried to deny it(grave mistake).<br /><br />Her voice boomed into the earpeice & the words "i love you" rang infinitely. i returned the same 3 words but the breeze took it away. she was giggling now, coz she thought she had proven that she loves me more. I shouted again "i love you" with the top of my voice ,still no use, she egged me on.. come onnnn sweetieeee.. is that the best you can dooo... i slowly moved near the edge whr the crystal clear flowing water was beneath me & the darkish sky above me.. both seemed equally distant... I leaned a bit on the railing to escape the breeze & oh shit!!!.. the new shoes she had gifted me .. slipped.. i was falling for next 10 seconds as told to me by others.. and in those 10 second i wished.. oh god, why did i ever fall in love .. both meanings intended..<br />what has she given me .. kewal bakwas kich kich.. jheek jheek...faaltu ke nakhre nd gift exchange programme ke tahat saale new slippery sole wale shoes..kaas main apni purani chappal wali halat mein hi rehta.. yeh faltu ka ladki sab ko patane ke chakkar me lag gayi..<br /><br />neway ab jo ho gaya so ho gaya.. but bhai log take my advice nd enjoy ur life..<br /><br />a famous sms is ------<br />god tells i cant be everywhere thats why i made frends<br />devil : i also cant be everywhere that why i made girlfrends<br /><br /><br />Luv<br />AvinashAvinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1169295795855045812007-01-20T04:18:00.000-08:002007-01-20T04:25:36.630-08:00Real side of me<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4983/1474/1600/927658/willpower.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4983/1474/320/343015/willpower.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Thats how i express my</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">W<span style="color:#ff0000;">i</span>llPower</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">nd</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">Determination</span></span></div>Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1168796429240065702007-01-14T09:25:00.000-08:002007-01-14T09:40:29.253-08:00Am I the most stupid person in this world!!!....why cant i trust someone completely.... why am i not able to think that,that someone is unselfish ..<br />why I am always so insecure abt my essence .. why i want that,that someone, who is special..to think about me, think abt me always... why am i so possessive in this regard.. why i always end up imagining pessimistic things... why am i writing this down.... is it becoz, i am the most stupid person in this world!!!!!!<br /><br />I think i am being stupid becoz i am placing the key to my happiness in some other person's hand.. but is that wrong....<br /><br />I had happiness with me being the center of my universe.. slowly the idea of someone else at that position came into me... from then onwards it has been different... dont know what made me think of those ideas .. sayad umra ka dosh ho...<br />but now my new definition of happiness is due to that change only..nd i am not sure whether its temporary or permanent..i may get that happiness n may get fed up with it.. so am i wise in pursuing it... but again how will i be sure of it until i pursue it to the end...<br /><br />huhh.. i am laughing rt now.. coz i am confused...<br />there is no value i place for my life of now... i think i have a built a black hole inside me... which sucks every happiness...<br /><br />this is dangerous...<br />u c... i am still surviving .. i am out here in this world.. heartless,jealous, cruel & intelligent enuff to hide it and even take advantage... so beware!!!!!!Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1164640885104062062006-11-27T07:06:00.000-08:002006-11-27T07:21:25.163-08:00Professionally....Life Happens... Love Happens....however, friendship is constructed ..<br />life ends... love ends... however, friendship needs to be demolished..<br /><br />life is too strong a word to handle.. so leaving it out,i continue ...<br /><br />Love has different meaning, different values.. Love is dual(ie. it can be bothsided/onesided)..thats why no authenticity how it carries itself with time...but what abt friendship..<br />Two ppl are required to build it.. nd its built on single value...care..<br />nd hence to demolish it you need those two persons...<br /><br />Many a times you dismantle a part of structure to rebuild another...but to remove the base, the effort has to come from both...<br /><br />And then there are times, when u r nailing in the wall to make something else but the hammer strikes the wall down.. this is where the strength of wall is checked,but still thats not the main point.. its important to understand that even in such a building there are lines,there are actions..which cant be done on the structure .. individually..<br /><br />remember from now on ,my dear... Formality and informality go hand in hand.. u must learn to use the properly.. rather professionally...Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1163416616243646492006-11-13T02:56:00.000-08:002006-11-22T01:21:02.030-08:00Love LetterPlz dont attach any correlations.. this writing was just meant to amuse and here too i hope everyone takes in that sense only..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />To my eyes, U r the only ray .....<br />To my ears, U r the only voice....<br />To my tongue, U r the only flavour..<br />To my nose, U r the only fragrance..<br />To my skin , U r the only touch...<br /><br />This is true that whenever i think of u, i can feel all these sensations. Still i feel incomplete nd lost. And i always think .. why??What more can your presence give apart from these 5 sensations.What is that in your presence which makes me complete.Above all, there must be something in me which craves for more..cud it be the sixth sense(naah! i dont think so)..<br /><br />i dont know how to convey this to you. But my sweetheart you must realize.. remembering you is not enough for me. I want more.. I demand more.For me,nothing in this world is worth this distance.I want you to return.. please come back.. else...<br /><br />I will be forced to kidnap you..<br /><br />Luv<br />AvinashAvinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1144854927558110162006-04-12T07:38:00.000-07:002006-11-22T23:09:04.156-08:00It killsThis is a fictional write up from a moment i imagined/dreamt.<br /><br />Prologue:<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">I am a married man with a dead father and a dying wife,who is in a lot of pain.<br />Moreover, i have to act as a good son and a good husband,<br />depending upon my conscience.<br /></div><br /><br /><br />I am going to kill her<br />I have to kill her<br />but how to kill,is the<br />jeopardy i am falling in...<br />how to kill,<br />how to kill!!!!!<br /><br />he said:<br />"Killing the culprit is the best way<br />to get the good out of wayward life"<br /><br />I get good life..but how come?<br /><br />My father was a soldier,<br />not like me though,<br />he fought combats &<br />came back in half,<br />he asked me<br />to take out the other half.<br />I followed his orders as always<br />but what after that,<br />after that ... I lose.<br /><br />so i know..<br />even if i kill, i lose her.<br /><br />he also said:<br />"Life is always at worst<br />making it the best<br />is the caliber of man"<br /><br />why cant everyone understand it<br />being that man is difficult,<br />being a slave is easy<br />who are slave are in peace<br />yes my love u are in peace<br />because u cry ..freedom freedom..<br />search of peace, goes in circles<br />u finally realise,it lies in the search.<br /><br />free am i..but cant feel it<br />he was slave .but his dead eyes<br />reverberated freedom<br />You are a slave.. but your touch<br />talks about peace.<br /><br />what about me.<br />i am going to perish as free<br />but feeling the slavelness of my life..<br />I have realised it atlast,<br />thats why it has started aching.<br />I am falling in awful pain,<br />but this pain is the only thing<br />in which u rise with fall.<br />Even love cant allow that,<br />but loosing love can..<br />I dont want u all to lose ur love.<br />Go on..<br />love ur sister & love ur brother<br />love ur frends & love ur family.<br />but never fear its loss..<br />its wonderful in itself.<br />love to love, kill to kill<br />not to win or lose.<br /><br />sorry sweetheart..<br />i love you & i will kill u<br />just give me time to think how,how!!<br /><br /><br />Epilogue:<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Dont mind if it was a bit tedious.All this came out that night and i wrote it down quickly in case i forget it. Also,plz do excuse me for bad composition.</div>Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1144246037869697032006-04-05T06:51:00.000-07:002006-04-07T01:05:38.883-07:00Good/Bad HusbandI never knew that i knew so many disguised evils.. one of them is "sonik" ..the girl who ruthlessly tagged me.. But never mind.. i like evil, coz i am one too..<br /><br />5 reasons,i think which can make me a gud husband.<br /><br /><ol><li> I am caring n love to share. </li><li>Good listener as well as a decent speaker.</li><li> I have gud family values.</li><li>I can laugh at myself n can make her laugh. Though this is a point which i believe many wont accept that i can do this.</li><li> I can take responsibilities.</li></ol> <br /><br />5 reasons i know which will make me a bad husband<br /><br /><ol><li> I have a very bad temper n it must be dealt properly.</li><li> I wont be able to provide independent space ie. something without me.</li><li> I am not that much social in family circles so she may have to do a lot of hard work to keep up our social presence.</li><li> I am very bad in understanding girls n wat they want.</li><li> I am a stubborn person.</li></ol><br />so thats all,in simple n precise words.. over and out..<br /><br />i want to tag. suru,arnav,abhido,vinay,jyoti,bimal,deepak n buddhaAvinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1143455880884664142006-03-27T02:18:00.000-08:002009-07-02T11:08:01.441-07:00Thanks to you..<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">@ All </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">This not for my love....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">This is dedicated to everyone i want say thank you... </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Oh!... Thanks to you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">You have a place in my heart</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">which will last till the very end</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">And you will be recalled</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> as a ture friend</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">as the best friends of mine</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Oh my dear,Thanks to you..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I was lying amidst simplicity</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">When u took me out from there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and,gave me the tricks</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">tricks which made me rich</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">rich with kindness n affection,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">rich with pride n respect</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">rich with Love & Life.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The journey of mine</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">from the beginning till now,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">from the dumb to a scholar,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">from the child to a man,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">has been with you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and may u be with me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">until the eternity,till the end of my time</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">this is the sole prayer of mine.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Oh.. thanks to you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">you have led my imagination</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">beyond the horizon</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">you have given the direction</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and have become an inspiration</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">that's why.. i think of you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and my heart strives for you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and my soul says.. Thank you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Oh! my dear.. Thanks to you..</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">i wrote it a long time ago.. near around when i was in Xth..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">i have made a few modifications over the time & this is the draft till date ...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">with love</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Avinash</span>Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1143243606820526392006-03-24T14:55:00.001-08:002006-03-24T18:15:13.320-08:00Tagged 4 the first time.. uff.. my head is eating circles!!Well i m a follower of rules,mostly. And when i came to know that in the end of this tagging streak i have to tag 8 other ppl, i just realised that if i dont wrtie it up quickly i will be short of names to tag.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><br /><strong>The rules<em>:</em></strong><br /><em></em><br /><em>1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover</em><br /><em>2. You have to mention the sex of the target.</em><br /><em>3. Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their comments</em><em> saying </em><em>they've </em><em>been tagged.</em><br /></div><em>4. If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again<br /><br />So here it is...<br />My soul-mate ,my perfect lover, my alterego.. i want her to be ...<br /><br />1) Caring.. not just for me,but also for everything around her. She shud also be caring enuff to respect an individuals freedom to think and act,especially me.<br /><br />2)Understanding .. its very difficult, but how gud it will be if she has the innate ability to understand my actions n words ,which i too fail to comprehend many a times.<br /><br />3)She has to be a cutie pie.. Not necessarily born with a cute face,thats an added bonus..rather cute in her actions n naughty at heart.<br /><br />4)With a sense of humour compatible with mine. That means she has to be intelligent n smart. :)<br /><br />5)Talkative.. i will love her to be an obsessive talker,who can go on talking for hours.Also she shud be a gud listener at some rare moments.<br /><br />6)She shud be in <span style="font-weight: bold;">love</span> with me n being in love with me involves trying to like my dear frends n my family.<br /><br />7)I know for fact that she will have the most pleasing n beautiful smile in this world. Her smile will make me forget all my worries and i will savour its beauty my whole life.<br /><br />8)And lastly it will be such a "sone pe suhaga" if she shares the appetite i have for travelling,movies,sports etc.. at least she shud be encouraging n ok with my craziness in these things..<br /><br />pheww.. this soul searching got me all excited ..<br /><br /></em>Now coming to the part whr i will be relieved of my duties.. i want to tag.<br />Arnav, Buddha, saurabh, riti, suvro, abhishek(motu,abhido), anand n "her".. my soulmate.Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1140180011788387082006-02-17T04:23:00.001-08:002006-02-17T21:09:29.760-08:00sirf aur sirf ..ek chocolate ke liye!!!!!!!!@uddu..<br />do read sandeep rath's comment after this..<br /><br />kaise kaise dost hote hain jo hote hain sirf aur sirf ......<br />ek chocolate ke liye<br />dhikkar hai unki jindagi pe jo hote hain sirf .......<br />ek chocolate ke liye<br />dost ne dost ko kuch bhi bak diya sirf aur sirf...........<br />ek chocolate ke liye<br />4 saal ki dosti pal me bhula di sirf aur sirf.....<br />ek chocolate ke liye<br />saala chutiya types roya sirf aur sirf .............<br />ek chocolate ke liye<br />bolta hai tune khaye..ab paise do, sirf aur sirf..<br />ek chocolate ke liye<br />saale ne sharm haya sab bech khaayi sirf aur sirf<br />ek chocolate ke liye<br /><br /><br />Maine bhi soch liya,rone do saale ko sirf aur sirf<br />usi chocolate ke liye.....<br />Nahin dunga ek bhi paisa....<br />us chocolate ke liye!!!!!! :DAvinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15795295.post-1125497433153031022005-08-31T07:06:00.000-07:002005-08-31T07:10:33.156-07:00first posti the <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">owner</span></strong> of blogger/blogspot deeply regret the fact that due to some technical problems we are not able to relay to u the first post of this great person Mr. A. K. Singh.<br /><br />but we r trying our level best to rectify it. and hope that pretty soon u all will be able to read the much awaited posts of this person.Avinash singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07192505983208782799noreply@blogger.com6