Friday, December 02, 2005
life goes on.....!!
Y I am here i dont know.i am sitting here and writting about a person with whom I hardly interacted.I just knew him as a a very good dancer, who had a great image among junior girls..I"ll say a smart n talented guy .
This last meeting with Bharat is stilll fresh in my mind .Few days back i met him in campus recruitment pgm in kiits.The brief meeting i had with him took us both to some old memories of our school time. It was after a long time we were meeting. We met ,we talked, we laughed n we bid each other good bye, for never meeting again.
Today 1st december 2005 , Bharat roy is not with us. 5 days back he died out of heart failure..seems absurd..shocking but true..At this moment he is far above us..!!We never know when we get a call..I have heard that whom the god loves die young.. a friend with whom I met a few days back talking and smiling , is no more with us.
STILL LIFE GOES ON...............!!!
Subhrajit
dt: 1st dec 2005
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Feelings deep within....
Dusk to Dawn
Vague thought of urs in blurred dreams of mine......Is that all i have in my destiny??but who waits for destiny!!It has its own script to play n i have my own words to say....u have become my desire....dont know if its fair.. but i confess u r my wish..u r my desire...albeit ur my love..cant speak out to u...cant reach out for u..cant say if i can live without u.Those blurred thoughts of urs in blurred dreams of mine, strange are my words...but aint for u.... strange is my love....but its true!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Straight from my heart.........
She Walks In Beauty
She walks in beauty; like the night of cloudless chimes and starry skies
and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes...
thus mellow'd to that tender light which heaven to gaudy day denses...
One shade the more one ray the less,had half impaired the namless grace
which waves a in every raven trees or softly lightens o'er her face
where thoughts serenly sweet express..how pure; how dear their dwelling place....
And on that cheek; o'er that brow so soft so calm yet so eloquent...
the smile that win the tints that glow ,but tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below ...A Heart whose love is innocent
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This a very personal favourites of mine written by lord bryon.....dedicated to someone very special!!!!
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