Him and Her | WritersCafe.org

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I wish I was dreaming,
When I heard the word "No."
I wish I was dreaming,
The day I let you go.

I wish I was dreaming,
That time I did you wrong.
I wish I was dreaming,
The moment I knew I didn't belong.

I wish I was dreaming,
When I continued knowing what I knew,
I wish I was dreaming,
The day I professed my love to you.

Because you never smiled back,
Nor did you even wave.
I just wish I was dreaming,
When I saw my grave..

I Dont Have EveryThing...As A Matter Of Fact I Dont Have Anything ExCept a Dream Of A Better Day

I love you! and i want you badly nd dats d beginning of everything in my lyf:)

shaanu's friend request

so...m continuin my life on internet;-)
i never dreamt that i will ever befriend sm1 stranger on internet....moreover i'll lose my heart for sm1 i met on some social networkin site...i'll fall for sm1 i had almost ruptured every possible link between him nd me...we had regular tiffs wid each other..we wasted no opportunity to insult and taunt each other...wheneva v fought..d first thing v used to do was to delete each other form our friend lists...


I still remember d date wen he sent me d friend request for d first time...it was 22nd march,2009...i gazed at his profile pic...read his message containin a request to add him...i ignored his request nd thought in my mind..why d heck ol boyz have nothin to do xcept makin passes nd befoolin gals!!!
after few dayz i saw d same guy in my recent visitor's list...the snoopy me clicked on his name...nd saw his profile pic..hmmm..d guy was smart...moreover i read his profile...had a matching height...knew karate well..was doin engg in computer science...i dunno why i was goin over and over thru his profile...i ws tryin hard to unravel his extrastylish fonts used in his profile...generally i neva give a damn to read such xtra modified writings and extra stretched words...i hate why ppl deliberately make easy things tougher..words luk beautiful wen they r simple and understandable..but u give up ur every bad habit of urs wen it cums to HEARTY matters;-)...esp wen it cums to dote on(which i did later nd will do forever)


i viewed his complete profile again nd again...i clicked on my homepage...then his profile page...again homepage...again profile page...finally i decided to scrap him...
Hieee...i m maashu(due to sm reasons i won't mention my real name on d blog..m deeply bound wid dis name..so i'll use dis name "mashu" as my name)...do v knw each other?yesterday i had a friend request from you...so i thot u know me..bye


i again came to my home page..and was relieved enuf as if i had returned back to home after a big adventure...

sathiya-chupke se.

life on interNET-u dunno wen u get entwined into dis....

About two years ago, I bought my own computer for the first time. The Internet was really new to me, and I knew hardly anything about it. But as time passed, and with each passing day, I learnt more and more about it, and pretty soon, I could find my way around websites, chat rooms, etc. But even then, there were only a few websites that I visited and knew about. I still don’t know why I never used search engines. Was it because I was lazy? Or was it just because I thought they never produced any good results? That, I really don’t know. 

Anyways, a website that I went to everyday, the one, in time, that made me so addicted I would loose tremendous amounts of sleep over it, was the Yahoo chat website. There  I would always hang out with my online buddies. I had a whole bunch of friends, from around all over the globe. One thing that I enjoyed was the lying part. Online, you could pretend to be whomever you want, wherever you want to be from and all that. 
But I was never looking for love or a soul mate on the net. There were many guys that hit on me, but I never paid attention to any of them. I chatted just for the hell of it. Because it was fun. Because it was a good way to pass time. In time, I grew so attached to my cyber life; I didn’t have a real life anymore. I stopped going out to places, spending the time instead online, chatting with my buddies. Sometimes, if I even did go out, I’d rush back home as early as I could, impatient to get online and talk to my friends. Everyday I’d be meeting all these new people and I’d get so excited. Now, when I look back at that time, I laugh heartily to myself. At least I have a little bit of life now.

Thank you my love...my life

I just wanted to say thank you for sharing my hopes and dreams and for being wonderful. You support me, laugh with me, make my successes sweeter and my disappointments more bearable. I'm so lucky that you share my life. Where would I be without you?