Silence is a language I believe it is a beautiful language but dont you think its hard to master it? I am saying it on the basis of little experience I have in my life...sometimes when things get rough you start expecting too much from everyone around you and maybe thats the main reason why we get hurt so easily...so as I was talking about silence it sure is a difficult language,it doesnt matter if you have learned it ,thing is that others should understand your silence and here is where the difficulty lies....no matter how much you hate to explain things at some point you are bound to explain yourself and thats what I hate the most.However,I am having a feeling that now I will have to explain myself here....because I am not being bothered by what happens to me whether I hate myself or kill myself but people belonging to me need an explanation
All I want to say to is seriously I am comfortably adapted and adjusted in myself.I am not bothered by the voices in my head.Nothing is too much to take.. for me.I am just fine and I dont want to make anyone worry for me.I am ok truly ok.

here r the pics of my kids:D

it was there first bday last day:p

ilu's idea to celebrate it every month.

names r decided now

misty

sweety

fat louie

smiky

three girls one boy:p

*humph*

you can see here I am struggling with words infact struggling with everything.....*sigh* I cant help being sad and now I am least bothered what people think,If I depress you please leave me because thats me,you gotta accept me like this or just leave......it isnt anyone's fault there is some problem with me its my manufacturing problem

I am weird

I am freak

I am goth

I am emo

I am everything bad you can think of

and sadly I have stopped trying to change......

BROKEN-SEATHER FEAT-AMY LEE

I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't wanna feel right
when you're gone away
Youve gone away
You don't feel me here anymore

The worst is over now
And we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high and steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn
And no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

(Instrumental)

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

You've gone away
You dont feel me anymore

aitbaar-Junaid Jamshed

Dhoop mein khara jal raha hun mein
Saaya do mujhe
Yeh mera janoon
Yeh meri jaalan
Hai meri saza meri yeh thaakan
keh rahi hai kia
suno tou sahi
suno tou sahi


aitbar bhi aa hi jaye ga
milo tou sahi.....


I need a sunrise of the morning when my healing will begin,till then I am waiting......

this is the third time i opened this post page and this is my post......


:(

I have nothing to tell actually I am nothing.....dont mind as i fade away.....just accepting the bitter realities of life.

:D:D

these are the poems my bestest pals -my sisters wrote for me :D

three hair you got
cute sexy and hot:P
khoti,choori,gandi YOU R NOT
in your love,we are caught
and we are the one's who never
FOUGHT :)


pretty stupid is this card
but with you,that's all i got :P
making all my days bright
you take away all my frights
together we will always be
the bestest of the bestest buds we are


see these colours thats wat dey do to my life, they always paint it so colourful :)

:)

rain wash away the sorrows
begin a new day
crackle away the dried soul
spread the smiles
and make them last forever
:)

Not one of my bests.....but it was just out of my imagination....

sketched on 15 feb.

akhir kaar....

waqt bara ajeeb hota hai-har guzart lamhey ke saath naye zakhm deta hai aur phir khud hi akhir marham bhi ban hi jata hai....

aesa hai ke
zaroori tou nahi ke aap jo chaho woh ho
zaroori tou nahi ke har zakhm bahr jaye

zakhm bahrte nahi hai....sabr ki gard se att jate hai....ke zamne ki garm-o-teez hawa zakhmo ko nahi chuhti kyunke sabr ki gard ne zakhmo ko chupaya hota hai....waqai zakhm bahrte nahi hai bus chup jate hai.....

emotions

emotions are difficult to understand-sometimes they make ur life so complicated and you are left to fall helplessly
stuck in between the web of entangled emotions:
whom to love,
where to let go,
where to stick,
where to just walk away…….
life is a big mess and I am one of the crushed useless papers …….