OK.....

im gud.....just listened to sum very lively music and watched videos by VENGABOYZ with dancing gulrs.......hehehe....tried dancing myself too :P:P:P .... and its true music sumtimes cahnges ur mood....



the plants r going gud.....tying to make this fertilizer these days.....and im sure....yeh fertilizer khatay hi saray plants aik dum fit ho jain gay :P:D......and i wish there was sum similar fertilizer for my attitude towards my studies too :S:S .... studies really not goin well....and im quite quite tense about that....my final papers r just around the corner...and i dont wanna lose the game again...i really dont! i wish and hope from the deepest of my heart that God plz get me admitted in the med clg this year...plz...plz....



......and just re-realized that this four letter word LOVE really makes u go crazy.....i thought wat i used to feel...and am feeling....was not right and/or normal.......i thought it was like going mad/crazy/paranid......but......now i know....im just like all other luvers.....not a bit different...... a close friend of mine luved one of his net friends.....and she too luved him a lot....she lived there in germany and he lives in lahore....they had never met or seen each other live....still they thought they were soul-mates and all that.....they wud call each other....she wud call him and even talk to his mother and father.....they used to write letters to each other and exchange gifts and all that stuff.....but suddenly the gulrs parents found out that this wasnt right for their gurl....being ahmadis they shudnt be invlved in anything like this....esp a luv bases on net friendship.....and eventually the gurl.....bound by her parents..... decided to leave her beloved/lover......and my friend who is still mad abt her..... just wrote this one thing for her...which is i guess more than wat we call as simple luv...


Dear *X*

When I was five, I believed in God. For some reason that I can never figure out, I used to think God looked like my father. I thought he had a moustache. I thought he was very strict and would punish me on my mistakes. I thought he was sitting on a chair in the sky, reading a newspaper, waiting for me to die so that he can punish me. Eventually I grew up to be fifteen. I had seen life go on, I had seen people burn themselves in the mighty fire of the society. I saw bent backs, worried faces, and the never ending hardships. That was the first time when I realized I probably do not believe in God. I realized God can not be like my father. God can not be so helpless! If he exists, he probably looks like someone else. I think he looks like you.

Your Slave,
*Y*



man.....impressed....arent ya???? i wish i cud write this to SOMEONE.....and more than that....i wish that the girl believes in these words of a true lover.....just wat i wish for myself too !!!



heard this song by AJ....liked it...thou i do not like that guy or any of his other songs.....but this ones gud.....mujhe piyaar chahiyey



meray ishq ka jo iqrar karay
woh yaarr chaiyey
mujhe piyaar chahiyey....
mujhe piyaar chahiyey....


jo ishq ki hudd ko paar karaaay
woh khumaar chahiyey
mujhe piyaar chaiyey.....
mujhe piyaar chaiyey.....




...thats it
best wishes for all