Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Love Breakups Zindagi ...........................

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Love Breakups Zindagi (no….its got nothing to do with the movie plus I haven’t seen it either)
Well, this is something most of us would have gone through. Love they say happens once in a lifetime. But then if it is true then why does a break up happen?
Before I start, this post goes on the assumption that the relationships I am talking about are the one involving true love and not the timepass ones.
Love as good as it would have been guess has a direct impact on the breakup if it may occur.
Assuming most have been in a relationship before and that the chosen fortunate ones are quite who haven’t had a break up ever, most of us still would have thoughts related to that part of life which would have impacted us deeply.
Every relationship that we would have been is something unique and none of them would have been same to each other. The very fact that what you felt was needed(or the other person felt) was missing lead to a breakup and there is little reason that you would want to get into a relationship with the same kind of person.
Well there might be some characteristics and traits which would be common( for eg. In my case positive thinking, mature ,independent-thinking, self-dependent) but there would be that something new which will attract you to the next one.
But why do breakups happen? Are they tough to digest? Or are they mutual and there are no hard feelings at end?
I guess that’s a question an individual has to answer taking his feelings into account. I personally feel that no breakup can be a good one where both the parties involved agree to part in good terms. Coz I feel that if there is true love involved you will try your level best in order to save the relationship. If the unfortunate event does happen then the person who truly loves the other is bound to feel aggrieved. If there is no true love involved then that’s a different case altogether. But this is my viewpoint. And I don’t expect you to agree with me in this case.
How do breakups affect life? I can speak for me and the male gender as such, but I guess I wouldn’t be in a good enough position to comment on the female gender. Men may feel aggrieved initially(on the assumption that there was true love involved) and feel for the gem they might have lost. But then, men…being men wont show their emotion’s outside to the world with the fear of being taken as a weakling. Hence they wont even end up discussing it with someone close in order to lighten their image. The uber cool dude image is something they wouldn’t want to mess with. But trust me, for a guy who has been in a relationship for a long time , its not really that easy to get over the girl he truly loved. That’s when some of them take a decision not let another girl enter their life but rather have fun around or be cautious with the way they behave .These two scenarios don’t happen side by side and I guess it would be one of the two. This is when they may meet someone else who would enter their lie.
What about girls!?........................................................
I have never ever understood girls in my life and hence I guess there is no way I am gonna be able to understand what they would do in case of a break up ?
Girls though invest a lot into the relationship than their male counterparts. They work a bit on their emotional side whereas men are more practical. It would be ok for a guy not to hear sweet nothings on the phone but that may not be the case with a girl. She may not show the fact but then a little attention to them by their guys would do a lot for the relationships. Men don’t keep track of small small things and that may not affect them, but for girls it means a lot. They consider it as a way in which a guy would be showing affection and paying attention to them.
This is where the entire issue lies. A girl always needs someone to be with them. In sense a shoulder to lean upon which is a good thing. According to them however intellectually mature or independent the girl may be, their guy is nothing less than a greek god and they expect him to take care of them. But then a guy seldom realizes that and they kind of cannot take this dis-attachment beyond a time by which they would have gone on an emotional roller coaster on their own.
But there are also cases when the girls overdo their part a bit and start getting pissed off at the flimsiest of reasons (*tumne mujhe aaj I love you kyon nahi bola*). Well in such a relationship , love becomes too suffocating for love itself to exist. This is where a guy may lose it and decide to call things off.
Life’s special and I certainly don’t believe in the fact that true love happens once. The intensity does vary over the years .Your first true love will always be your first true love and something else may or may not be able to surpass your feelings about it. You may feel comfortable or uncomfortable in front of your ex depending upon how you take it. That eventually happens to be a personal decision.
We all here may have found our perfect other half or may still be waiting to catch the right bus. But the journey as such is a beautiful one with its ups and downs. Each relationship shows what’s good in you and each break up shows what may have been wrong with you (even though you would be the one who called it off).You learn about people ,their peers and in the process end up learning a lot about yourself.
Each break up which you have ( I hope you don’t have any and not it’s not that I am canvassing for the break up experience here) lets you think what was right and what was wrong and you become a better person as such because you know now how you have to go forward from now on.
Some of you may think that what I have written doesn’t make sense and real life is much simpler. But give my words a though, analyse ad contemplate an you would the entire picture forming in front of you. A picture depicting no else but you .
So my first blog post in two years ends here.
|Hope the gap between posts doesn’t increase but comes down.
Adsesnse

Saturday, February 13, 2010

MY NAME IS KHAN-REVIEW

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THERAPEUTIC MISADVENTURE

Review By Nara:

Shahrukh khan shines in a dull yet earnest and sincere message movie that tries too hard to be subtle but turns out to be unabashedly emotional at all the wrong moments..

My name is khan is a movie oozing with sincerity and made with a lot of good intention..but good intentions don't always translate into good cinema..

My name is khan, directed by karan johar (known for his larger than life filmmaking k3g and kkhh) is the story of Rizwan Khan an autistic(specifically Aspergers syndrome) who finds it hard to adjust socially..he doesn't like being touched or hugged..he is scared of meeting new people going to crowded places..loud noises and even the colour Yellow..but in no way is he crazy infact he is self confessedly very smart..he is a handy man,salesman and indefatigably chaser after factoids..
The movie begins with the FBI questioning Rizwan at an airport with Rizwan famous replying "My name is khan and i am not a terrorist"..A line is used repeatedly and austistically? with various implications and infact forming the crux of the film..soon Johar shifts to flashback mode and we are taken to riot hit mumbai 1983 where rizwan's mother (played exceptionally by Zarina wahab) explains to khan that the world is filled with just two kinds of ppl good ppl and bad ppl..this forms the simplistic ideology behind Khan's simple thinking..and this constitutes one of the finest moments of the film..we are also introduced to zaqir khan's younger brother who is lucky unlike rizwan because he can express those emotions..Johar is completely at home while dealing with emotions and realtionships..the scene then shifts to San Francisco..where Khan relocates after the death of his mother and this is where the problem with the movie begins..Enter Mandira(kajol in full form) who owns a beauty parlour in downtown sanfrancisco and the romance between Khan and mandira blossoms..it is not the trademark Johar style romance that we have come to associate with Johar .over the years, ala extravagant locales and designer clothes..A lot of it appears forced and fabricated but the leads with their sparkling chemistry more than compensate for it..There are many endearing moments thanks to the inspiring performance by SRK..watch him in the scene where he blushes in response to kajols proposal or the scene where the two decide what they should get down doing post marriage..the duo are in peak form..but they are overshadowed by karan johar's new found love for subtlety..maybe he wants to grow up again(after failing miserably in KANK)..how we wish he could stay with the kuch kuch hota hai kind of candy floss..sometimes some people shldnt grow up..
The tone shifts from romance to drama post 9/11 attacks and their relationship with the rest of the society becomes strained..i mite add also with the rest of the audience..What could have been a subtle change turns into an over the top at your face moment when Khan visits the funeral of his neighbour sporting a taqiya and reciting the verses from the quran..A scene handled more deftly is one where Khan's brother explains to his wife (when she is not allowed to wear the hijaab)that "allah samajh jaayenge yeh log nahi samjenge"..How i wish the film had more of such fine pieces of writing..The scene showing the death of a young boy is also moving but the impact dosen't last..

And by the time we reach the second half the writing goes into irreparable self destruct mode. Following a personal tragedy we have khan traversing the entire distance of the united states to meet the President and to tell him(what else) that name is khan and he is not a terrorist..Khan then shifts into superman-meets forrest gump mode and goes about shouting down fundamentalist leaders handing them over to the fbi..getting arrested by the fbi himself and (gasp hold your breath!)singing We Shall Over Come at a church..the writing is incredibly contrived; and the screenplay writer
Shibani Bhatija packs in so much that khans belaboured journey becomes an ordeal particularly for the viewers..the puerility climbs a peak where in the pre-climax scene khan single handedly oversees a rescue operation in a flood.. IF you aren't convinced by now or didn't know it already,the scene shows how the good peaople are really good.

In all this mayhem, shah rukh khan holds his own and turns out an extra-ordinary performance..he is sincere ,earnest and so restrained that you see an all new dimension to india's biggest star that I thought couldn't exist..He has paid great attention to detail transforming himself to Rizwan ,to make the character likeable so musch so you end up rooting for him something you usualyy don't do for SRK's acting...Shahrukh is the best thing about my name is khan..watch him in that scene where he talks about personal loss not getting overtly emotional yet conveying the agony and the pain..But scenes such as these are too few and far between because the makers try so hard to move you that after a point it feels like someone is poking you goading you to get those lacrimal glands loose..Kajol is brilliant in a somewhat limited role..largely because the whole of the second half is about khan..Her portrayal of her character going through the entire spectrum of emotions from being hyper to sensitively portraying a sense of loss to becoming the gently supportive mrs khan..she goes about her work with professional ease and the vibrant energy that we associate with her..A special mention about tanmay chadda who plays the younger khan...Shankar ehsaan loy's score is good with noor-e -khudha standing out.. Ravi.k.chandhran's slick cinematography is something u will take home with you along with S.R.K'S performance ofcourse

The major problem with mnik lies with Johar's handling of the subject..yes it does make a few urgent and relevant points about religious tolerance equality and peace but it goes about doing so in a very simplistic, convenient and loud manner that it makes the whole subject look frivolous..The movie sounds so much like a moral science lesson that the entertainment quotient goes right out of the window..and who says you cant make message films that entertain..ask another star with the same sir name..he'll tell u..Despite the wonderful personal effort by SRK you don't feel Khan's pain along with him because Johar ensures you are not meant to.He has more relevant issues like religious tolerance and world peace that he wants to throw at your face in order to enlighten you..The suffering of rizwan,well that can take a back seat because the film maker wants to show that he has matured and has thought up a process to save the world..Maybe he should just go back to the drawing board and let emotions like pathos,sense of loss and love do the talking,rather than attach them to preachy moral tags and lofty ideologies of communal amity and tolerance.Maybe Karan Johar just KHAN'T


My take on it:

well the review above is apt. The movie is a bold attempt.. The main character being an autist was a masterstroke(well otherwise the movie would have fallen flat). Its a great movie to watch...but then just a one times...it shows those glimpses of brilliance...but also ends up flat at times...a definte theatre one though
my rating :3.5-4/5

p.s.....that rating may look less to some....or high to some...but believe me...srk and kajol's acting alone is enough to justify that
Adsesnse

Saturday, November 21, 2009

hello ppl!! I feel...26/11 AND EVERYTHING AROUND

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With so many things around, it is quite tough to focus or think on what u want to think in the first place. The semesters have been quite a drain till now. and i still have to more exams to go. Just one thing is coming to my mind now.....26/11...its first anniversary is approaching and are we any better off than what we were a year back The day when 10 bastards trained by 80 bastards made 100's orphan and widowed .The so called spirit of mumbaikars is back as an issue now but let me tell even mumbaikars accept that there is no such spirit anymore.Even they are tired of the nonsense they are having face.Just look at our country. We have an idiot has our NATIONAL SECURITY ADVISOR. The person is who is solely responsible for the destruction of our premier intelligence agency R.A.W. which about 10 years back was at par with the C.I.A(the process of rot was started by the then prime minister I.K.GUJRAL). When one reads the bureaucracy involved in the postings, you just get an anger which might even the water cup nearby. And coming to the police modernization, DOES A anyone know why MR.HEMANT KARKARE die?! It was because of those faulty bullet proof jackets(May his soul r.i.p).Come on guys, the rifles which our police has are nothing compared even to what pakistan has. We are fighting with rifles which belong to the WORLD WAR II era. GOD, the amount of corruption and the red tape involved is seriously rotting our society?! Ours arms deals are nowhere near to getting signed, Ours indigenous arms technology is lagging. Everything takes so much time in this "once upon a great country" called INDIA. Why do i cry or my eyes get moists whenevr an attack takes place. Even know when i think about 26/11 tears drop down my eyes..Does my country deserve this!? And what are our politicians upto!? making money and blaming each other.!? Another BASTARD knows as MADHU KODA swindles around rs5000 crores and when the enforcement directorate wants to interrogate him, he feigns some shit and gets admitted to the APOLLO hospital(now APOLLO guys.. i didnt expect this crap from u). and what is he doing a week later!? Campaigning for the jharkhand assembly elections..When mayawati is busy building statues, the goons in U.P. are having fun.Will this country ever move forward!? And now coming back to 29/11, the INDIAN media proved that it still is ints nascent stage. They are as much to bals as kasab or zakhve. It was thier uninterrupted coverage of the commando action which served as a feed to those bastard handlers in terroristan...oops PAKISTAN. The over zealous media establishment...HANG YOUR HEADS down in shame.the way u asked questions to the realtives of people who were trapped inside?!"how are you feeling" WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?! WHAT T HE FUCKING HELL WOULD THEY BE FEELING.. DONT U KNOW..BASRTARDS......YA MEDIA..THAT ONE IS FOR YOU.....even my most favorite news channel NDTV fell down from its pedestal. BTW what tjhe hell was the indian government wqas doing then.BLOODY IDIOTS..couldn u have had a blackout of those channels!?if Pakistan can block geo for a month...all u had to do is block all the 100 odd news channels in india till the operation got over...SHAME ON YOU....WHY THE HELL DO U PPL AWLWAYS SAY THE WORD...NEXT TIME?!



god KEEP INDIA SAFE.....
Adsesnse

Monday, October 12, 2009

U REALLY DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY OR FEEL...

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i dont know whether this happens in everybody's life....u have those days...where u just go on contemplating...contemplating about this that....and the suddenly u realize that the whole thing would be perfect if just those conditions we put on ourselves are are removed in the first place....the serenity of live...the calmness....the truthfulness...it just may make u feel out of this world...if we could just stop believing in the non beliefs we have...if we could just say to ourselves...we know what are faults....we know we have to improve upon...all faults are not our vices....but or vices are certainly our faults...but then it would be better if faults and vices are both removed from our life...the minute...the second you realize that...u feel the calmness around...u feel how better the world...your own world would be....people who start hating u may start liking you...u may start liking u in the first place....its just that we dont have the ability or courage in ourselves to accept that we might be wrong...what we are doing is wrong...even to the point that it may be blatant....we just take the easy way out ..."get lost"...but only if we start working towards removing from ourselves the reasons which cause of our problems....life may certainly turn for the good...take my case...i am the laziest being around...a half an hour back i realized that its my laziness and indifferent attitude has turned me to the direction of what many may call self destruction...the paths can always be changed...all you need is the commitment to work away from it....as i said i dont even know why am typing this...that too at 1.10 in the morning...when the world around me is sound asleep....as ppl in c.h.y.k. always say...ur main aim in life is happines...and we can be happy only if we work towards our goal....or as i may say work away from ur faults....u may nl\ot achieve ur goal in the end...but u shall at least be satisfied that u at least tried...if i...i u....if we...could just take a moment of...think abouth the most beautiful thing in the world....for me its the mountains of ladakh...and if thats perfection...what would we need...to achieve that...that beauty...that divinity...why is that not there is us...that calmness...that peace and that solace...is it possible to have...is it possible!!? thi9nk....u may get the snswer...i didnt get the snwer when i tried this...but atleast i felt happy...that i can be THAT ....that which would make a better soul at the end of it all...
Adsesnse

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

OH Chacha Pandit Nehru...(JASWANT SINGH- U WERE PARTLY RIGHT)

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Panditji...ye tussi ki kar diye...maare pyaare se desh ki waat laga di...


i always felt he was the wrong guy to lead india especially diring its"TRYST WITH DESTINY"...my research always pointed out to this....ala jaswant singh...

infact i agree with jaswant sigh...if not patel...this pandit was certainly had an important role to play in INDIA 's partition...


Gandhiji....i wish u were god...but u were human too...but u made mistakes...and my god...those mistakes..they seriously cost us a lot(should write a post on that)..


if this doesn make sense to you..

please Read the stuff in tHe following link...


THE BLUNDER OF THE PANDIT


i just wish panditjji had courage in him....nt just the want of power...
Adsesnse

Sunday, September 20, 2009

My trip to SHREE MITHAI-SHANTI COLONY ANNANAGAR

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It was the day of the manchester derby...MANCHESTER 'RULZ' UNITED vs MANCHESTER 'NOT SO BAD' CITY. the first half was boring....and i had this inclination of going out for the whole...there was some work in store for the evening but that never materialized for reasons best known to god...or umesh and subbu( hey guys i had messaged u asking me to tell where i have to go)

it was half time ...the scores level at 1-1...i thought i would go to Amethyst with sarfaraz...but even that didnt materialize...then a sudden thoughtcame to my mind that i had not gonw out wid my family for almost a month now...so i went to mom and said that lets go out...thirty minutes later it was decided that we would be going to the newly opened SHREE MITHAI at shantiu colony...this was a tad different from the spencers branch but similar to the one one at chetpet...in sense it had a fine dine along with the food court...

so once the match ended...(which indeed ended in a glorious style with michael owen scoring the winner for man utd at 90+6 mins...ya 90+6 ...can u believe that!!? so deep into the extra time....) we decided to leave for that place...i was wearing my new man utd jersey which i had got a couple of days back(thanks sis and jeeju) since the evening....i decided to continue wearing that for the dinner..


it was around 8 and we were there...this place reminded me of one of favorite oreastaurants in ahmedabad where i had spent gr8 3 yrs of my life...RASRANJAN.....god...u should have looked at the crowd there...we thought that since the food court is crowded the fine dine might not be...but man o man...it was such a crowd there....the guy over there told us that we would have to wait for half an hour in order to get sweated....i was pissed at first...but then this turned out to be a blessing in disguise for the rest of my night....i decided to observe the mannerisms of people and play the eyeball game with the goodlooking ones around(1 which i am a pro at)...

there was this lady...she looked a normal south indian...and her hubby was wearing a yellow nimbooz t shirt(do u work for that!?)...he was talking normally on the phone wid someone over the pgone...but this female....even though not a kiity party type was certainly trying to act as one...(the show offs na...i tell u...urrgghh)...ashe started to speak to her daughter in english...oh yea...did i tell u that the daughter would be hardly 3..or at max 4yrs old!?...i hate ppl like taht...people who wont use thier own mother tongue...but speak in that 'engglipese'....this certainly doesn help....trhis is just show of...take my case forr example...my mom never did this to me...and i can say that the right exposure which my parents gave me at the right time helped me and not any show off like this...they always had...and do...and shall speak to me in only tamil or hindi...be it at home...or outside....englipese id defintly not required....and one can be as proficient as me(if u consider that....) or anyone else....

then there was thiis gujju family...(gujjus....they are very sweet ppl...just like their oondhiyo..)...there was this gurl who i guessed would be studying in her 12th or something...she was the first one with whom i started my eyeballing game with..


for those humble illiterates who dont know what 'eyeballing' game means....
1. if i find a gurl attractive...i look at her for a couple of secs...and then look somewhere else...but make sure she know that i am looking at her...
2. if the gurl is interested then she looks back...smiles...and does the same thing as me....()the smile can come a lil later too)
3. this happens for a couple of times....and then i take my phone out....or my ipod...or something like that...and fiddle with it..
4. the gurl will do the same thing if she is playing the game....and i case she doesn its time rto move on buddy..
5.and then look at her again and then i smile at her for the first time..
6. then we keep looking at each other....bbut still trying to look only when the other persons nort watching....
7.. then i get bored...i start looking at some other gurl...lol



this is the great eyeballing game...
i would give that gurl a 6.5 on a scale of ten.....better than average.....she took her sony psp out in competition to my ipod....i swear she had recently gbought it...coz she was having a tuf time operating it...i couldn help but smile in a sarcastic way...poor gurl...she kept it back in her purse....

then there was this group of friends.....4 guys and 3 gurls...there was this gurl in middle...god...she was hot....i hadn seen one like her for abt a mnth now...(btw..a situational joke....what are good looking pretty or hot gurls in chennai called...TOURISTS...lol)

she didnt eyeball...she directly smiled....wow...that was it...and we were constantly looking at each other..i dunt kno whether it was me or my man utd jersey...but something did have a lucky charm on it today...2 hot gurls in a span of 15 minutes.....she was wearing a nice LIL black top...and when i was looking at her,.....disaster stuck..the guy next to her caught me red handed in my game...i mean our game...naturally he thought i was the culprit...and he was sending cold stares down at me.....must have been that gurl's bf...boyfriend or best friend...(both the idiots are equally possesive...)i thought it was best to leave her...

by this time....i was already hungry and mice were playing kabaddi in my stomach(pet mein choohe daud rahe the)....

the manager or whevfer he was camme and told that we could go and occupy a particular place...and god..that was the best place one could get to see all the people...

once the order was placed...i knew had some more time to look at ppl and families nearby....

two couples with their bunch of kids walked in....marwadi i bet...thosekids were the naughtiest ones i had seen for quite some time....playing running and catching i n a packed hall...almost rought a waiter down...thier parents had a tuf time handling them...they reminded me of my own childhood days....how mischevieous i was according to ppl...lol...

then walked in a family...FAMILY...coz it was an extended one with around 12 ppl...there was just one gurl ....who incidentally was in my age group;....there begun the eyeballing game again...and she was the one started this time around....she was wearing a cut whit kurti...and her smile was really cute....she wasn one of those hot types...but certainly the cute types...the one you would want to be mom's daughter in law...lol.....


and then...finally the food arrived....and it really did tase good...paisa vasool...worth the money spent on it...

all this while i also noticed that everyone who comes here tries to dress impeccably...some look good...some look bad...some look great...some look show off...some look a disaster.....

and just then when i was abt to fiinish my food....a stunner walks in wid her family...i would give her a 9 on ten....(thats rare....believe me...ashlee simpson , katrina kaif and deepika padukone get 9.5 on my rating scale...)but there was something unique abt her.....i dont know what...may be she had a mystique about her...her hair....was like those flowy tresses type....a normal green top...with that half black jacket or overcoat....she was cute...she was hot...i didnt feel like eye balling here...i just saw here....and saw her again...she saw me during my second look...and kinda made a wierd esxpression ...which was a combination of surprise and a 'hi'....


i was cursing my luck...i was abt to leave that place in 5 mins....i looked at her gain....but this time around...she was busy chit chatting with her family..

i was leaving nw...i crossed...i didnt smile....but our eyes met...and then i crossed here....i swear she smiled then...i think she did....and then a few steps later...i turned back...just in time to catch her having a last glance of me...i smiled back( a sarcastic one tho...oh god bad luck type...).....and that was it...



not only a great dinner...but also a few good looking gurls...after a long time....
Adsesnse

Friday, September 11, 2009

The Great Indian Middle Class Parent!!!

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MOM AND DAD!!! I LOVE YOU....THIS POST IS AIMED AT THOSE PARENTS WHO ARE NOT LIKE YOU...

there are a few things i have analyzed over the past few days...

the indian middle class parents have this funn thing about them...

1.mera beta engineer...mera beta doctor...meri beti ias

else

2. my son indian idol, my daughter airtel super singer...

this is just the icing....


kids have to go to a tuition early in the morning...then go to the school...and then again tuition....and then music class(or sme other crap)..


ALL THIS FOR A 8 yR OLD....

ne mark less than the first mark(of the top 3) marks is a sin...a blot on the family....

no play....u cant go to the ground and play during the evenings..."no play may make u duller than jack...but more 10 minutes studies will be good brains...WHAT THE FUCK!!??"


u know what...the basic problem is that THESE PARENTS want to live their own childhood dreams through their kids...if i couldn become an engineer...then m son will...and should...else i will break his knuckles...

COMMERCE group which happens to be a wonderful group...is looked down and frowned upon...as if it is a course for the lesser mortals....hey jackasses....thats nt the case...

a kid even if he or she is not interested in going for those music classes....should go for it...the kid might be interested in western music..but carnatic music is what he ends up learning....or vice versa....


wh arent the kids being given time to play...

time to think for themselves....
time to analze...

why should ever god damn thing be forced upon them..


i seriously pity some of those kids in airtel super singer....some of them have just been forced into singing a particular song coz the parents wanted them to even though it was beond thier level(as mahathi, one of the judges pointed out)


these kids have no dreams...dream...but don even think about...

read...but not NOVELS....but ur textbook..

it was a couple of weeks back....when a neighbourhood aunty asked me whether she should send her daughter for iit training....i asked her which standard was the kid studying in..

8TH STD...HOLY SHIT...can u believe that....come on ppl...thats the age arnd which ppl start attaining knowledge abt life...its the start of adolescence....and u wanna ruin it by those iit classes!??


this problem is more down SOUTH here in INDIA....am not taking sides here....but i have in north for a long time...and travelled over half of india....so i guess i can safely say what is what and where is it like that....but it is the same in north.though less...



allows the kids to learn

DONT KILL THE CREATIVITY...

let them go out and play...

LET THEM NOT CHOOSE THE SAME OLD LINE OF DOCS...ENGG...


IF THE WANT TO BE DIFFERENT...ALLOW THEM TO BE...

DONT FORCE UR PRINCIPLES ...UR IDEAS UPON THEM....

IF THEY GO WRONG...THE WILL FALL...AND THEY WILL LEARN...
Adsesnse

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