As if my eid was incomplete without your wish...as if i care if your phone doesnot respond on eid day...some one was supposed to be a very good friend..anyway EID mubarak to all.....even those who forgot to wish me.:)

We talk when we cease to be at peace with our thoughts...
And in talking the process of thinking is half murdered....
When we cant dwell in solitude of our heart we live in our lips...
Sound is a diversion...a pastime...
There are people who talk and in doing that reveal truths that they themselves dont understand..
And there are people who actually have the truth but wont reveal it.....They are those in harmony with thier spiritual self..
Wonder why i have started talking so much??

Yesterday night I had a
>dream
>In that dream,was a heavens scene
>A little wooden house in a garden green
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>And in that garden a lovely stream
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>With joy and laughter some children screamed
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>As I was woken by the day lights beam..
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>Nothing was there as it seemed
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>And I was left with a prayer keen
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>Asking God to fulfil my dream
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>And lemme have my heavens scene

As a girl I believed always that all you need is a crazy heart to handle relationships….love was enough to get a relationship going….as a woman I know its not true…brain has to keep on working…as people outthere have forgotten the language of emotions…every bit is calculated…measured…logically explained…Still the young teenage girl inside me finds her self lost in memories of a time when all she could and she would do was to DREAM….Dream only of a beautiful house a loving companion and little cute babies…but life cant go on like that can it?you need to be materialistic after all.

Does a hug make you smile, like it does me
> >Would you walk that mile, in my arms to be
> >Do hugs make you feel so loving and free
> >As gentle as the wind through leaves on the tree
> >
> >So cozy, so soft, so warm and so tender
> >I think, My Darling, It's my heart that you render
> >with arms wrapped around you and squeezing you tight
> >My heart beats with yours, this feeling's just right
> >
> >Have you been lonely... down and out
> >Been so damn mad you'd stand to shout
> >My heart will hold you, please don't pout
> >My soul will warm you, let there be no doubt
> >
> >At times I've cried by myself in the dark
> >So lonely and blue, so scared without you
> >The thoughts of lost love that I wipe on my sleeve
> >And wonder why you would want me to leave
> >
> >I need your sweet love, I'm so badly in pain
> >One hug would awake me, I'd dance in the rain
> >You, My Dear, are my favorite snack
> >I am so glad your hugs are back
> >
> >You, My Darling, are Cherries in my Pie
> >And will always be the Apple in my Eye
> >It's you that gave me these little tiny 'bugs'
> >I can't live without... your sweet little Hugs
> >
> >
> >

A Walmart store that sells husbands has just opened in Dallas,Texas, where
a woman may go to choose a husband from among many men. The store is
comprised of 6 floors, and the men increase in positive attributes as the
shopper ascends the flights.

There is, however, a catch. As you open the door to any floor, you may
choose a man from that floor, but if you go up a floor, you cannot go back
down except to exit the building So A woman goes to the shopp ing center to
find a husband...

On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 - These men have jobs.

The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 - These men have jobs and love kids.

The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love kids and are extremely good looking.

"Wow", so she goes to the fourth floor, and the sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love kids, are extremely good looking and
help with the housework.
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>"Oh mercy me!"&nb sp;So she goes to the fift! h f loor and the sign reads:
>Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love kids, are extremely good looking, help
>with the housework and have a strong romantic streak.
>
>She is so temptedshe goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads:
>
>Floor 6 - You are Visitor 3,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this
>floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to
>PLEASE. Thank you for shopping Wal-Mart's Husband Store. Have a nice
>day....