tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72293095925441559422024-02-06T19:21:23.294-08:00Hidden mystery behind words..M no great writer ..... M jst a girl who came aftr her besr frnd inspired by her great poetry....!!
M jst sum1 who brags abt her feelins n m hea to do d same....ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-1569036206289102502012-03-13T12:13:00.003-07:002012-03-13T12:26:42.128-07:00Dreams...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftMVpf76NkZ-71ierFQU4AijmJY22hHLQt2bNvZkaSP6CcNkPIJ0PaKOf9QrRIZjrlNohqMpduPHIF7CmpA60TNt9aBULiOU0xOoE4OzmEsjXLWhPb24GT8XsqMYS6wQF3OC6rCNxFEc/s1600/thinking_about_you.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftMVpf76NkZ-71ierFQU4AijmJY22hHLQt2bNvZkaSP6CcNkPIJ0PaKOf9QrRIZjrlNohqMpduPHIF7CmpA60TNt9aBULiOU0xOoE4OzmEsjXLWhPb24GT8XsqMYS6wQF3OC6rCNxFEc/s320/thinking_about_you.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719464790250382114" /></a><br />I seek those dreams to find that perfect world,<br /><div>All i get is swirling fake faces,</div><div>Wondering can dreams come true,</div><div>Like a little kid i seek those dreams in all of you.</div>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-25298600019307840912011-06-18T12:08:00.000-07:002011-06-18T12:11:26.541-07:00Iife s full ov fear....<div style="text-align: center;">If they dont get u today, they'll will get you tomorrow. If they don't get you here, they'll get you somewhere else. It doesn't matter whether you're a queen or president. Life is a very thin thread. It onli takes a second to snap it. </div>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-13810514028620623922010-11-13T06:57:00.000-08:002010-11-13T07:16:18.703-08:00Awl abt ur feelings.............<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1I6fXbDkDpPIFKpyxyOWP2GnrcwamJi9kKY4-wuYNEfRBIDDpN94-OMCNSIKrbKs8MtEBTqjKItTQH2QOFpXaNIpZsni8xraa9iJxzITv6KtqXFigioupMygcBFibnOtDyOoaSBJEqew/s1600/Love.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539053402634465202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1I6fXbDkDpPIFKpyxyOWP2GnrcwamJi9kKY4-wuYNEfRBIDDpN94-OMCNSIKrbKs8MtEBTqjKItTQH2QOFpXaNIpZsni8xraa9iJxzITv6KtqXFigioupMygcBFibnOtDyOoaSBJEqew/s320/Love.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I dream abt u,</div><br /><div>I wish 4 u,</div><br /><div>I think abt u, </div><br /><div>I want u,</div><br /><div>I need u </div><br /><div>.................. bt in d end wat matters s wat u feel........</div><br /><div></div>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-59133438582578978372010-09-05T07:41:00.000-07:002010-09-05T07:53:58.336-07:00Strange.........<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi7p1fBYThxQdykhD1JIBwi0hK94Kz-cR6tLV15xMbPKPAFk0nwmqbwwDa9nLoFyXhjDv9blSS2h3Jekmz9PD5bkYHFL5AuMMRp3aGJ5q72sRzoITrkfMmD796qauTrMc_bSd8DaqIsN0/s1600/Confused_Alien.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513442755494619890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi7p1fBYThxQdykhD1JIBwi0hK94Kz-cR6tLV15xMbPKPAFk0nwmqbwwDa9nLoFyXhjDv9blSS2h3Jekmz9PD5bkYHFL5AuMMRp3aGJ5q72sRzoITrkfMmD796qauTrMc_bSd8DaqIsN0/s320/Confused_Alien.jpg" /></a><br /><div>It feels strange...to feel d importnc f thngs wich u thot wer neva imp. to u.....</div><br /><div>Its a strange feeling..... if it kept beneath insyd u, dis feelin s screwin.....</div><br /><div>i try to erase it.... bt how....?????</div><br /><div>feelins r unerasable..... n how hard v try, it goes in waste... u'll tremble fr it....</div><br /><div>bt nthin happens.... i hope 1 day..... thngs will soon b at its place.....</div>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-14785316733832655322010-06-14T08:43:00.000-07:002010-06-14T09:05:21.250-07:00Heart's cry<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNAzmsi34_2APdiF26uKrGitcEjf6COABk_s-rnXk4TlBAFDxHDvdL9CiAj-Hz62xYuYHYULleAzl8klyqDLqglJ2AJM7AJ1IDdfGPYsAbupsGZLNyE7tkri-9E4Gs_oHzaTr9qQpa9o/s1600/Love_Hurts.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482658571390143154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNAzmsi34_2APdiF26uKrGitcEjf6COABk_s-rnXk4TlBAFDxHDvdL9CiAj-Hz62xYuYHYULleAzl8klyqDLqglJ2AJM7AJ1IDdfGPYsAbupsGZLNyE7tkri-9E4Gs_oHzaTr9qQpa9o/s320/Love_Hurts.jpg" /></a><br /><div>oh love, why did you have to go??</div><br /><div>Leaving me all alone, all by my own,</div><br /><div>why didn't i recognize you??</div><br /><div>why did you behave so good when all you were rude,</div><br /><div>why did you promise me your heart,</div><br /><div>and act so smart when all in a fact you were a retard,</div><br /><div>why can't you see d little pieces of my heart,</div><br /><div>so hard to pick up those broken one's</div><br /><div>that you have scattered on the ground,</div><br /><div>why can't you feel my pain,</div><br /><div>tears filled my clothes with stains and hurt inside my viens??</div><br /><div>why did you leave me not to see a single star,</div><br /><div>but a billion scars,</div><br /><div>single moon but broken soon,</div><br /><div>no hope but only tears that drop.....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-80819688182742906172010-06-08T11:44:00.000-07:002010-06-08T13:06:25.506-07:00Its Strange.....Thngs r very strange. The life s strange i must say...<br />thngs happens.....n wid tym dey left a imprint on us, which causes or make us cry..<br />m nt writtin a poem bt sumthin in my head buggin me up at dis tym f nyt its 1 n i want to write so many thngs, so much i've got in my head.<br />Iwent thru d main tide n nw i've got a feelin dat nw may b loosin sum1 wont touch me so much lyk it did to me distym, i knw m feelin pathetic n miserable bt who cares cuz d world wants us to smile awl d tym cuz dey thnk dat " hea she goes again braggin abt her pains n feelins" its bullshit to people.....<br />Everbody's got different thinkin n wat dey knw of it is hw to impose it on others, bt no1 cares abt wat i think, wat i want, wat i feel.<br />Its worth to feel our pain bt its useless to feel others pain....<br />M d frustrated person whose jst dunno wat she's writtin in her post jst sum words dunno wat it comes out bt suely sum f my feelins do come out...<br />Iam tryin as hard to settle up things wid my lyf n my mind, may b sumday i'll b achievin success in it,<br />thnku.. f ur bearin my frustration n d annoyence m facin.... toodles gudnyt....ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-41207617514564284642010-06-07T02:45:00.000-07:002010-06-07T03:22:50.515-07:00The Unspoken.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD8rGx9Aena40ZMK21IR8tF3pidBLu-CB5ssT54xLCurLwUMLrKhhh_h2wQ2apPhR0pyztaXwzN0ZbeHEEWZR9r6_Al6RrQ0fw3fA4juemDjFRf2qiY0aQyqIYAzFDE6EgD9QQo2rCle0/s1600/Really_Miss_U.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479975224564841906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD8rGx9Aena40ZMK21IR8tF3pidBLu-CB5ssT54xLCurLwUMLrKhhh_h2wQ2apPhR0pyztaXwzN0ZbeHEEWZR9r6_Al6RrQ0fw3fA4juemDjFRf2qiY0aQyqIYAzFDE6EgD9QQo2rCle0/s320/Really_Miss_U.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#808080;"></span><span class="UIStory_Message">Nothing is broken<br />But my memory of days gone by,<br />Sadness of words unspoken<br />I know you’re not really gone<br />Because your love lives on</span></div>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-10119215578444475832010-04-14T02:33:00.000-07:002010-04-14T02:43:58.864-07:001 Last wish......Wish i could keep u much longer...<br />i know u gotta go cuz u got things to do..<br />wish i could keep u much longer<br />now u to busy fr me boy.......<br />u spread ur wings n learnd to fly all alone.......<br />bt m still standing down<br />n waiting fr u take me wid u in ur arms........<br /><br />Darkness in d nite<br />i'll find dat lite fr u......<br />as long as i hv got eyes<br />i'll hv a sight fr u<br />long as i'm alive baby i'd die fr u<br />i wanna b wid u<br /><br />Wish i could stop by<br />n may b say "hi"<br />wish i could just stop by<br />and lay by ur side<br /><br />Wish i could keep u so much longer.......... :(ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-88234851552043722592009-12-26T07:42:00.000-08:002009-12-26T08:02:34.484-08:00Morning Motivation..........<span style="font-size:130%;">When i woke up this morning lying in bed, I was asking myself;<br />What are some of the secrets of success in life?<br />I found the answer right there, in my very room........<br />The Fan said..... Be cool<br />The Roof said..... Aim high<br />The Window said.... See the world<br />The Clock said........ Every minute is precious<br />The Mirror said..... Reflect before you act<br />The Calendar said... Be up-to-date<br />The Door said...... Push hard for your goals<br />Carry a heart that never hates.<br />Carry a smile that never fades.<br />Carry a touch that never hurts.</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-73665424165547033832009-10-17T11:05:00.000-07:002009-10-17T11:27:44.240-07:00A Feeling called REGRET.....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipU89VnxBAxwEuqdfX3BEgodRpXh7u3t3X5vyr12avxL2lBE_S2hRVsppH8RLXh5GO5piS1CWbkAWa-i3pSca6nXZlqnYnDFF5QLh6JIQPqSav14MyMP9Xm3efgvsTQpNHzE5Hfzq2dQ0/s1600-h/Lovemissing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipU89VnxBAxwEuqdfX3BEgodRpXh7u3t3X5vyr12avxL2lBE_S2hRVsppH8RLXh5GO5piS1CWbkAWa-i3pSca6nXZlqnYnDFF5QLh6JIQPqSav14MyMP9Xm3efgvsTQpNHzE5Hfzq2dQ0/s320/Lovemissing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393637327136197202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">My God, why did you take my Grandmother?<br />Angles took the wrong one - not her.<br />Regret is a feeling that I feel everyday;<br />You took her from me, and I didn't say -<br /><br />"I Love You, Grandmaa," in my own way;<br />Only to hear her say it back to me.<br />God, why couldn't you just let us be?<br />She didn't deserve to die;<br />Didn't deserve to be in pain,<br />Only to leave me here asking you why -<br />Night after night when I cry in vain.</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-8568166167508941602009-10-15T23:47:00.000-07:002009-10-15T23:57:36.602-07:00A tribute to my grandmaa......<span style="font-size:130%;">Life sux right nw........<br />I was havin my collg's frsher's party n i became miss fresher f my collg.....fr my departmnt, on one side i ws becumin miss fresher n on d othr side i gt d news abt my grandmaa dat she s no more..everythin ws on hault at dat tym.......ghosh i cldnt belv it...d last tym i ws ready to go 2 jaipur she said dat she will b waitin fr me.........n she loves me a lot.....n suddenly dis news my family hided d thng dat she ws unwell n den i gt d shockin news............d worst thng ws in her last breath she ws reciting my name....n she closed her eyes sayin my name.....n i wsnt wid her.......m feelin miserable also fr nt knowin her importnc n also misbehavin wid her being rude wid her though she cared a lot abt me......everytime......i just hope her soul lives in peace nw n hope she forgives me fr my awl mistakes n words n actiions dat must hv hurt her a lot......<br />iam so sorry daddi......</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-24476528998477254642009-09-28T09:31:00.000-07:002009-09-28T09:40:16.735-07:00MY AWARD........<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiahpoXRYJarOxq0XguZqo3UpWaBRDuxYTMphUGlH2DRPJtwulN9ti215E3GVj9iqJfqUb4vymPRFcQ65Tlam_NcL9_8FubX4vj25ou9-hYj7gX2lIipCnrPnr1xxHnoLgEOygzrxTOgLA/s1600-h/award1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiahpoXRYJarOxq0XguZqo3UpWaBRDuxYTMphUGlH2DRPJtwulN9ti215E3GVj9iqJfqUb4vymPRFcQ65Tlam_NcL9_8FubX4vj25ou9-hYj7gX2lIipCnrPnr1xxHnoLgEOygzrxTOgLA/s320/award1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386557055795079682" border="0" /><span style="font-size:130%;">I have been given this award by sunakshi m pleased to have this a very warm thanx to my kind freind for thinkin me capable of it..............</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Rules for the award :<br />- List five current obsessions.<br />- Pass the award on to five more fabulous blogs.<br />- On your post of receiving this award, make sure you include the person that gave you the award and link it back to them.<br />- When you post your five winners, make sure you link them as well.<br />- Don’t forget to let your winners know they won an award from you by leaving a comment on their blog.<br /><br />5 things iam obsessed about are-<br />1) Reading novels..<br />2) My cell phone<br />3)Music<br />4)Freinds<br />5) twilight<br /><br />I would like to pass the award to........<br /><br />Akshat,Sunakshi,Divyam Singhal, Anoop......</span><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" />ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-21161224668230239202009-09-28T01:36:00.000-07:002009-09-28T01:58:44.211-07:00FREINDSHIP - LOVE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzsN1K7a1ypiYYbWIEtFb6uwjJXJCL5KoLAUm6ZvbZfuC-e1Qkr6tko3qBKdyZ58ybDw60ATmfd8OdGL4pH83axDFPDRm8ryFzhkH0CJ3Fxmv_8gDcJud6FTzNc_ag0R3dFvxz-My4mY/s1600-h/Freinds.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzsN1K7a1ypiYYbWIEtFb6uwjJXJCL5KoLAUm6ZvbZfuC-e1Qkr6tko3qBKdyZ58ybDw60ATmfd8OdGL4pH83axDFPDRm8ryFzhkH0CJ3Fxmv_8gDcJud6FTzNc_ag0R3dFvxz-My4mY/s320/Freinds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386438139128086082" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Currently while i ws surfin thru websites for pics i gt 1........n der i found a separate column fr love pictures bt didnt found ne column fr frndship.......n i felt bad dat love is gvn mr priority dan frndship though bth r equal.....n frndship s wat i think s betta dan love......( ye meri thinkin i dun wanna hurt ne1) .........i found frndship a gr8 feelin i mean der ur nt bounded to do things.. fr u every person is equal bt in love ur bounded to do things sumtyms n in love u cnt treat every1 d way u use.........to.......<br />i didnt liked d thing dat is love is god gift (log kehte h) n frndship is a relatn which v make ourslf....i mean v fall in love ourself onli god dsnt cum n say to us come on child fall in love wid dis guy.....bt still its said love is creatd by god.......den who creatd frndship......<br />dese both feelings r creatd by ourselfs bt dey r treatd differently n i dun like dis......<br />( i wrote dis cuz i found it in d website dat dere wer so many pics on love bt very few on frndship...)<br /><br />note- if nebody's feelings r hurt i apologise fr it nthin intentional.....</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-73612678773872956402009-09-27T09:15:00.000-07:002009-09-27T09:26:10.497-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBhA26S06CZoFJCCcLG9iWKk-dGrHkApgf-DXTGyIgJBrikZVHMC-2Zld2J0DXiW84Y-5y4P_BeGRCnxBsKYsHmEmQ_v4g0Ur1RcRlBq5jIItUXhPso3uaweB6PJt9dJQjxkbIbu6XYQ/s1600-h/Alone.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBhA26S06CZoFJCCcLG9iWKk-dGrHkApgf-DXTGyIgJBrikZVHMC-2Zld2J0DXiW84Y-5y4P_BeGRCnxBsKYsHmEmQ_v4g0Ur1RcRlBq5jIItUXhPso3uaweB6PJt9dJQjxkbIbu6XYQ/s320/Alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386184307978449138" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">hhhhmmmm......wat seems to b gud frm far away isnt necessarily gud.....<br />same case is wid me....i seem to b happy bt isnt necessary.......dat smile is true......<br />i ran away frm my native place to new place fr studyin jst to gt sum peace bt i guess my lyf cnt b peacefull.......troubles n sadness keeps followin me....<br />i thought i got gud frnds out der in jaipur der onli iam studyin.....bt it isnt true sum backstabbd me whch shockd me....i loved dem a lot as frnds bt wat outcumd ws truely shockin fr sumtym i shatrtered bt den i remembrd my real frnds n i gt d strength to fight dem......bt still hurts a lot wen u thnk d person is ur gud frnd bt on ur back dey arent ur true frnds.........nwadays i jst dun feel talkin to ne1....i jst sit alone n dunno wats happenin to me....SUM WOUNDS TAKE TIME TO HEAL...N SUMTYMS SOME WOUNDS DOESNT HEAL......<br /><br />LIFE IS NOT EASY TO LIVE N CANNOT B LIVED D WAY WE WANT TO,.........</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-36213496058582533972009-09-27T08:23:00.000-07:002009-09-28T05:48:00.713-07:00A right time.......<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qnDF8PLRvDMHpHFXSMIW-5bxZG1Cy5yWCFp_xGb6BUnnc_bZx_6Nz4sd3Cj4cD5LGWPYzB5BMyAkzT78gRLR89B-BiCM80Psnbs6H1M_Nx8iSEGnCiD_gJvtxUpbbKjlysbAe4UG9iE/s1600-h/Timeless.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qnDF8PLRvDMHpHFXSMIW-5bxZG1Cy5yWCFp_xGb6BUnnc_bZx_6Nz4sd3Cj4cD5LGWPYzB5BMyAkzT78gRLR89B-BiCM80Psnbs6H1M_Nx8iSEGnCiD_gJvtxUpbbKjlysbAe4UG9iE/s320/Timeless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386499171691740130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">For everything there is a season,<br />And a time for every matter under heaven:<br />A time to be born, and a time to die;<br />A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;<br />A time to kill, and a time to heal;<br />A time to break down, and a time to build up;<br />A time to weep, and a time to laugh;<br />A time to mourn, and a time to dance;<br />A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;<br />A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;<br />A time to seek, and a time to lose;<br />A time to keep, and a time to throw away;<br />A time to tear, and a time to sew;<br />A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;<br />A time to love, and a time to hate,<br />A time for war, and a time for peace.</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-67790675425869479172009-09-06T02:20:00.000-07:002009-09-28T05:49:24.474-07:00Distance between us.......<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81XTxRiUKyidJW6zQD3G4szZH-VRcq6TMAOL8tib03dXpO0-bDPyLZMY6JnNY6X0MSLQASz0yiVoJbeV1bMSP6GvT1WRC0kuiujOb1WhsvmtTMnyA0shhmMjHGMMBuUUomualqZkqF5w/s1600-h/Dont_Leave.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81XTxRiUKyidJW6zQD3G4szZH-VRcq6TMAOL8tib03dXpO0-bDPyLZMY6JnNY6X0MSLQASz0yiVoJbeV1bMSP6GvT1WRC0kuiujOb1WhsvmtTMnyA0shhmMjHGMMBuUUomualqZkqF5w/s320/Dont_Leave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386499543719727954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" >When it hurts so bad,<br />why does it feel so good?<br />I wish this all made sense,<br />I wish I understood.<br />Not having you here with me is tearing me up inside,<br />but I can't stop thinking about you no matter how hard I try.<br /><br />You know how I feel about you,<br />and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you,<br />but it's so hard to do when I can't even be next to you.<br />Why does it gotta be so complicated?<br /><br />Loving you feels so right,<br />but at the same time,<br />knowing I can't have you keeps me awake at night.<br />I just want this to be simple,<br />I just want you here with me,<br />to look into your eyes,<br />be held in your arms...then I'd truly be happy.<br /><br />Right now this distance between us is out of our control,<br />but I'm still hoping one day soon,<br />I'll get what I'm wishing for. </span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-5267329210285511682009-08-20T23:11:00.000-07:002009-09-28T05:53:25.928-07:00D new life......................<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">hmmmmmmmmmm..............where to strt frm iam at jaipur in my college first tym out f my house n stayin in d hostel.....................dere is awl new xpernc in my life..............a xciting 1, iam njoyin a lot here............i mean i hv gt gud frnds.............n ryt nw m sittin in my computer lab fr computr period whr we r nt allowed to open net bt m d mischevious 1 who is doin d crime cnt stay more bt will share my xpercns soon........................bt iam lovin d life here.............bt missin d ppl i love specialli my bstst frnds.................lyk chinu,saxy,shona...........i love u my besties..............</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">tym to go byeeeeeeeeeee.............frnds..............</span></span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-87569378903909869952009-07-28T10:36:00.000-07:002009-07-28T10:38:28.796-07:00Who seemed 2 b so strong.......<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8_kMi9EAtHhXJmZyzgqKRgP-WEBrFbAlPb6S3Pr0VA1L88yVlH6vXz26oJZ6PRu_Swwr85W-yXMQX2fPmr3QyidYn454qqkYcCCwCJjMzAy297duEKin2ZVNNjFpdFYx9NMGwKXrkRY/s1600-h/Stil_Waiting.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg8_kMi9EAtHhXJmZyzgqKRgP-WEBrFbAlPb6S3Pr0VA1L88yVlH6vXz26oJZ6PRu_Swwr85W-yXMQX2fPmr3QyidYn454qqkYcCCwCJjMzAy297duEKin2ZVNNjFpdFYx9NMGwKXrkRY/s320/Stil_Waiting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363566499983695250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The girl who seemed unbreakable -- [ broke. ]<br />The girl who seemed so strong -- [ crumbled. ]<br />The girl who always laughed it off -- [ cried. ]<br />The girl who would never stop trying --<br /><br />[ finally gave up. ]</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-76761222837612333072009-07-28T10:27:00.000-07:002009-07-28T10:39:38.288-07:00Gone so soon..........<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqQGhJiagDBULCfRWQdQ5QeBK87uQjGlPMDz06bbcFZfMpik350YoHtRHgB0SlqZ5k4CfIlm3tz-giEnoDWQn82cAsAr82teylOU6IhrkLCbApLi6FAKJjxbVQtdJh7DJDoo2M8Wneks8/s1600-h/sad-wallpaper.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqQGhJiagDBULCfRWQdQ5QeBK87uQjGlPMDz06bbcFZfMpik350YoHtRHgB0SlqZ5k4CfIlm3tz-giEnoDWQn82cAsAr82teylOU6IhrkLCbApLi6FAKJjxbVQtdJh7DJDoo2M8Wneks8/s320/sad-wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363567061803717810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">You took chances<br />Once too many times.<br />As a child you thought -<br />"Oh no, never me."<br />Life is a gift,<br />Given and taken at some<br />Unknown time.<br />Your time came too soon -<br />Your life was over in a flash.<br />The fun you shared,<br />The joy you brought,<br />All just a memory -<br />Behind us. </span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-59146215181365265072009-07-27T10:39:00.000-07:002009-07-27T10:50:49.643-07:00Upredictable life.........<span style="font-size:130%;">hmmmmm..........huh...today 27th july is a very bad day.........<br />A new experience that tol me lyf is so damn unpredictable........<br />My brother's close frnd died in a strange accident due to rain....he jst went to put on his generator wen he ws caught by d monstrous electricity......dat tuk him away from every1.......<br />m jst worried abt my brother cnt stand to see my brother upset.....its so damn hard to see him......<br />even i use to like his frnd as a brother.......he ws a nyc guy i hope his soul rests in peace.....<br />may god bless him........</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-89622829349448448282009-07-27T10:28:00.000-07:002009-07-27T10:54:30.678-07:00Life is all about ourself......<span style="font-size:130%;">When bad things happen its okay to be upset and to cry but its not okay to let it change u and ur life...........</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-5989375311504011972009-07-27T05:08:00.000-07:002009-07-27T11:01:08.732-07:00Grab the chance to live......<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_Bupk4Lwx-pw0xLfRIuCNpIYO_CgpUruHoboAELPlpX8x4kApsVWKMrdaw-G86BRu7uwyckDqVsYftlleXB482K6ochf03NJKBwOkGXLlPRDtoRFGxKL0f02Zasg8DajxjEd27ZALp0/s1600-h/quote-wallpaper55.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_Bupk4Lwx-pw0xLfRIuCNpIYO_CgpUruHoboAELPlpX8x4kApsVWKMrdaw-G86BRu7uwyckDqVsYftlleXB482K6ochf03NJKBwOkGXLlPRDtoRFGxKL0f02Zasg8DajxjEd27ZALp0/s320/quote-wallpaper55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363119640818086658" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">There is no day but today to love,<br />there is no day but today to accept,<br />there is no day but today to listen,<br />there is no day but today to live.........</span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229309592544155942.post-35657232052872647272009-07-27T04:18:00.000-07:002009-09-08T03:06:33.192-07:00MY INTRODUCTION..........<span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">hmmmmmm........lemme strt wid my intro......<br />hiiiii........frnds...iam ambika.....i hv jst passed my horrible 12th n m damn excited abt entering into collg.......dats y i am waiting fr my collg to strt............<br />I love making frnds........n hv gt sum f my bestest frnds.......lyk chinmayee,sakshi,kanak n sunakshi......my best frnd.....life widout her is impossible.......though sumtyms......v nt able to chat n awl......bt still v knw each othr betta dan ne1........<br />my hobbies r f long list bt i wld tell u d 1 i love a lot dose r.......basket ball,dance.............<br />i hope dis much betta in d strtin u will gt to knw more.......as d tym passes..... :)<br /></span><br /></span></span></span>ambikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13613225228751035709noreply@blogger.com0