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A love Story

Posted April 28, 2012 By admin

A girl asked a boy if she was pretty, he said “No”. She asked him if he wanted to be with her forever, he said “No”. Then she asked him if he would cry if she walked away, he said “No”. She had heard enough; she needed to leave.

As she walked away he grabbed her arm and told her to stay. He said “You’re not pretty, you’re beautiful. I don`t want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. And I wouldn’t cry if you walked away, I would die.”

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Pieces

Posted April 22, 2012 By admin



Very infective weather came here today. With all that silence and gore.

What about the shame? Well, it’s got an ability to kill us.
What about the shade? It’s got the strength to get us back.

What was she wearing under the moonlight?
Was it your star that worn out her thirst?
For there is no might upon her face tonight.
And there is no need to seek for the race of light.

But every sail on her offshore sky has a silver lining…

The most silky and sensitive skin ever written by man was cancelled and torn apart from your brain by society for being nasty.

One December night, one road through hell.

What if what runs your flesh is not what should be called your blood? It makes me sick. A fuel made for stars? A flame? Fever? Some sort of an organic air? Even if the light is not so common – you see.

I will erase my skin, as well as my inner self.

Too proud to let myself be stolen from this world for that long. Such a shame.

Damn. Did that hurt? No, passed as time sheds – for once in a daylight there’s someone who win(d)s and leaves for ever.

Jesus what. Four spooky glances at the past. Forty eight entities of consciousness. Fuck you, I’m not gonna answer that gloomy calling.

It’s nothing. It’s just kind of nothing. What’s kind of nothing? Nothing’s kind of nothing. Bloody surprise, isn’t it? A plastic fever. In every moment we have two basic options: to be dead or to be alive. Isn’t it wonderful? It’s always something spectacular. It shall always be the most spectacular choice you could’ve been given for free. I let them forget. It’s kind of charming, anyway, it’s disgusting. Pretty mindfuckers. It’s kind of this kind of a kind nightmare to become a part of me. Very kind. Is it desperate or just blind? It’s like I’m drowning deep down in the space, just like a small dead rabbit. So drowsy. So drowsy. So deadly drowsy, so damnly drowsy. Drowsy, drowsy, drowsy. There’s nothing but this bunch of roses. So stupid. I care for people who are not even humans for me. Indeed. What, the fuck, is going on?! The grass was stormy that night. Upon the light. Homeless & hopeless. That’s the sensation. Darkness. Too near to be real, too far to be fake. Trying to extricate from this volatile world is driving me round the bend. But I know, the point is to believe that your destiny hasn’t been lost. Hasn’t been lost… that much. On the path that leads to nowhere. Steadily stargazing. Sylvaner sky. Floral drowning. Just like your thought. Just like your flower. Dead amen.

Always a spy, never a killer. Always the last child of future generations. Never promised to be born.
Reckless and wild. The Savior.

Brothers of the haunted blood, we spend our days crying for baptism by the river of life. And here we are, back, in the garden of mythic delights. Pure. Beautiful. Unraveled. Snake’s children with the ancient sun on our tails. In the eye of the greatest imposter.

Not able to see you down the street below your confident being, she was sleeping in the voice of depth. Pacing through the void of thousand suns.

Breed city lights upon the nights. Festive silence. As far, as rotten shall it be. And then there’ll be no sign of life but this joyful river of dark, dark fate. One hell of a time – how shall it equal being new again? The most justifying hour.

City. It’s just a place we leave our hearts in and then we die like every thing. Except these words.

The infantry of infants. Soldier of solitude. Fake & envious. Not jealous. There’s a cruel connection between space & will. Believe me, the end is coming to wake you up since the day you were unborn. Wake up, child, wake up. Keep your thoughts into the dust. Pointless words and restless nights – it’ll be all gone forever. Fly, fly higher and deeper. Into the lust. Straight into dust. It’s just another day to die. It’s just another way to kill yourself with a gentle crime. We’re all locked up in eternity for ever.

They stormed us into the bargain of our own hearts. And that’s how we’ve sold our dreams. A few skies under the Red Babylon. Children of radiance, charm and thought. With too many broken bones within this ether. Have you ever felt that everything world once used to be melts and sinks through the bars of your hands? If we only could grab the riverblade blindly on this junkyard road.

Because it hurts to be overdreamed to the core. Time is not necessitated. Let it be neglected. Let it burn us down. Let us be thorn by the sudden horses of its insane melody. Come on, jester, let’s unchain the absence of endless war. – said the last Scorpio among the living man, standing on the edge of the battle line.

Things. Things, things, things. Why are they being so nasty? Naughty little words of things. Stupid little havin’-fans.

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As I received

Posted January 21, 2012 By admin

Only because of people like them, the world is still alive ….. a heart touching real life incident…

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Chennai : 25th Sep 2008

1st photo : Jithenthran…2nd photo is his father and mother…3rd photo: The doctor didn’t even remove the face mask and head cover and coming running right from the operation theatre

The thing is…. there is a family. Parents are doctors…and they had a son named jithenthran.

On 09/24/2008, he took his father’s bike for seeing his friend and while return he met with an accident.

The people who are there know him and admitted him at chengelpattu hospital. Then they informed his parents and they took him to Teynampet Apollo hospital.

There the doctors examined him and said that his brain has lost all his senses and there is no way to give him life. Without controlling the sadness the parents understood the fact and they decided to donate his organs to the people.

First, his eyes were given to Sankara nethralaya, then his kidney was given to Apollo hospital for transplantation and atlast here comes the final everheard miracle. They decided to give his heart to a 6 year old boy who needs it. So they verified and at last found that the boy is struggling for life at Cherians heart foundation, Chennai.

But within 30mins that heart should be transplanted; They need to go 20kms and in Chennai traffic and doubted whether it will happen. Then the doctors called traffic police and asked their help and they prepared the ambulance with A/C. So fastly they removed the heart from their son and kept in an ice box and ran towards the ambulance.

When they came out the boy’s father saw that ice box and cried like anything. The doctor who carried that box ran like anything that he didn’t even see the ambulance which is waiting outside and he entered the police car which was waiting. He said to the person to just go to Cherian hospital soon. The person who was standing near the car was the Assistant Commissioner and he without seeing his status and jumped to drivers seat and drove the car with full speed.

Every signal traffic got alert and left way for this car and at last within 15mins the heart was given to the doctors in Cherian hospital and it was transplanted to the small boy. Really heart touching….

Do u know the meaning of the name of the boy who died….

His name is Jithenthran – a person who will steal other’s heart…………..Yes , now he has stole everyone’s heart…..

Really … hats off to the parents …

 

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Very touchy story

Posted June 21, 2010 By admin

Girl: I’m having my operation
now I love you.
The girl lays on operation bed. ……
Boy stands there with watery
eyes without saying I love you too.
Girl finishes heart transplant, the boy is gone.
Girl: Nurse where is he?
Nurse says: They didn’t tell you
who’s heart they gave you, did they?
Nurse hands the girl a note
Girls reads note
”I told you it was yours” ?

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My Eye

Posted December 21, 2007 By admin

There was a blind girl who was filled with animosity and despised the world. She didn’t have many friends, just a boyfriend who loved her deeply, like no one else. She always used to say that she’d marry him if she could see him. Suddenly, one day someone donated her a pair of eyes And that’s when she finally saw her boyfriend. She was astonished to see that her boyfriend too was blind. He told her, “You can see me now, can we get married?” She replied, “And do what? We’d never be happy. I have my eye sight now, but you’re still blind. It won’t work out, I’m sorry.” With a tear in his eye and a smile on his face, he meekly said, “I understand. I just want you to always be happy. Take care of yourself, and my eyes.”

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Meaning Of Love

Posted March 21, 2007 By admin

(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me.

 

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.

The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.

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