Friday, May 8, 2009
Nobody in the world can get along with you.
You got the ways of a devil sleeping in a lion's den
I come home last night you wouldn't even let me in.
Well sometimes you're as sweet as anybody want to be
When you get a crazy notion of jumpin' all over me
Well you give me the blues I guess you're satisfied
An' you give me the blues I wanna lay down and die.
I helped you when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty mama
I helped you when you had no food to eat.
You're the kind of woman I just don't understand
You're takin' all my money and give it to another man.
Well you're the kinda woman makes a man lose his brain
You're the kinda woman drives a man insane
You give me the blues, I guess you're satisfied
You give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die
Well you give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die
Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
And I'm back in the rain, oh, oh,
And you are on dry land
.You made it there somehow
You're a big girl now.
Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence
,He's singin' his song for me at his own expense.
And I'm just like that bird, oh, oh,
Singin' just for you.
I hope that you can hear,
Hear me singin' through these tears.
Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
I can change, I swear, oh, oh,
See what you can do.
I can make it through,
You can make it too.
Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,
You've known it all the time,
I'm learnin' it these days.
Oh, I know where I can find you, oh, oh
,In somebody's room.
It's a price I have to pay
You're a big girl all the way.
A change in the weather is known to be extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream?
I'm going out of my mind, oh, oh,
With a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since we've been apart.
At the head of the trail
Where are we goin'So far away
And somebody told me
That this is the place
Where everything's better
Everything's safe
CHORUS:Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone
Half an hour later
We packed up our things
We said we'd send letters
And all of those little things
And they know we were lyin'
But they smiled just the same
It seemed they'd already
Forgotten we'd came
(CHORUS X 2)
Now we're back at the homestead
Where the air makes you choke
And people don't know you
And trust is a joke
We don't even have pictures
Just memories to hold
That grow sweeter each season
As we slowly grow old
You are still a whisper on my lips
A feeling at my fingertips
That's pulling at my skin
You leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Bitter cold within
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you
Without you
Without you
You are still a whisper on my lips
A feeling at my fingertips
That's pulling at my skin
You leave me when I'm at my worst
Feeling as if I've been cursed
Bitter cold within
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life
without you
Without you
Without you
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
Sunday, April 5, 2009
"sapno ki gathari"

kuch sholey the
vo nadiya jiske kinaron pr
par milti nahi vo gathari
Monday, March 23, 2009
i hav a contest hereand u r the participants says the boss."we hav whole lot of prizes and some big ones too..............
first prize a mercedes e-class
second prize a knife set
and third prize u have fired from the job
good bye go home and play good daddy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
well this scene shocked me the intensity of events aand the brutality of the services and industries,the big things are the figures u get and nothing else all else is blurred and black,jst kill the competetor and kill the competition who believes in competing thes days to be the big line ,erase the bigger line easy ,don't think of increasing yourelf etc.etc. ethical shit.
just fuck off from the back door of ethics enter into the bar of evil techniques and enjoy the drink that's it no more ethical shit and all that ooooh aaaah of society
and the reason for doing all this i m ao the different level of thought what u think bad is refined good for me and nothing else i m the new osho to fuck with ur sick ideologies!!!!!!!!
we r their to kill one other if there is just as much oxygen that can keep a person alive then choke the throat of others and keep doing it until u hav been choked..............is this correct ....no but what can we do produce more oxygen then also choking willl not stop because there is sufficient oxygen but in our minds it is not as if it is leaking from somewhere and we want to live in any case.................
being the part of the rat race is very good and winning it is even better but there is justa little problem,after winning it too,u still remain the "rat".""mushak"" .
now about some misconseption about the inner voice.that is notb the inner voice but it is what has society feeded into our system of thoughts.
a muslim doesn't bow to idol and ,a hindu never prays to allah but ahindu bows to any temple becos of inner voice no,if this was the case then a hindu has a different inner voice and a muslim has a different one,so something as sacred as inner voice distinguishes in the almighty,so actually its not the inner voice its the bullshit of society creepuing into us,beta puja karo and beta namaaz padho.
inner voice is that guides u that help this child even though u r told that he is "shudra",inner voice is taht makes u do good things even when u r feeded heavily to oppose tht idea.......
so inner voice is jst that that guides u without any inhibitions jst ur instinct and nothing else...............
i may sound antisocial but the very fact is that i m unsocial and i can't change it at any cost what so ever
i enjoy being myself.,and being out of my comfort zone
"sapno se bhare naina,naa neend hai naa chaina"
and yes na neend hain naa chaina,it has ben years since i saw dream i never do ,because they jst keep me awake and i love to be in bekhudi,uneasiness and in chaos witha fine balance................
Sunday, March 1, 2009
my favourite love plot onscreen


so all in all the best part of this relation was the space and the compatibility and somehow the girl had astrong sense of humour to keep the wickidness going,while in max,cases a smart guy has to also work overtime as a humour interpreter for her tubelite girl.