Hot Indian girl, blogs about it.

yes.

yeeessssss.

yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

*makes a victory signal.

you guys wont believe it.

finally, a guest post. and that too, from a 'hot indian girl'

okay, you guys, she wants to be kept anonymous, because she's SO effing hot, that if I give her link here, she'll be stalked by tons of guys, and she wont have any peace.

anyways, this is a very senti post. and I want you all to comment, because well, she deserves it.


consequently,

ANYONE WHO READS THIS POST AND DOESNT COMMENT, IS NOT STRAIGHT. I have spoken.

aye. straight to the post.









Sometimes..



Sometimes..life's strange
Sometimes..its better not to show that you care
Sometimes..silence IS golden
Sometimes..you realize that you've realized something far too late and then you can do nothing abt it
Sometimes..you realize that you are in love with your best friend only after he gives you the news that he's getting married
Sometimes..you have to hide your feelings,the pain,the agony,the anguish seeing your best friend with some one else only because all you want is him to be happy
Sometimes..you cant confess your feelings because he is 27 and you are just 20!
Sometimes..its better not to say anything,put up a smile and watch someone else walk away with your most prized possesion
Sometimes..you feel so helpless that it kills you inside..slowly,deeply,incurably.
Sometimes..you can see something or someone just slipping away from your hand but all you can do abt it is stare at it helplessly
Sometimes..you reach a stage in life when you think you've done your share of hard work,you've been the most intelligent and sought after one for the time enough,then you adopt a laid back attitute in life though still not wanting to give away your prestitious position of being a perfectionist,to some one else..and then you feel like a loser..sometimes..most of the times..

Sometimes you think all that matters is love but still you cant find one
Sometimes ..you struggle hard to fight back your tears but all you end up with is more of them
Sometimes..you try hard to put all your thoughts,frustration,sadness,fears,contemplation in a poem but what you come up with is just another cliche',hard to comprehend rambling which does not frustrate you further because you are already too frustrated to give a damn
Sometimes..you pour out everything on a publically accesible forum still hoping that your 27 year old friend never finds out abt it
Sometimes..you really ,badly, want things to be like they used to be..almost perfect
Sometimes..life can be so harsh
Sometimes..you are given no choices, only lectures abt being strong and "deal" with it

Federer - God,its killing me..
I - Me too..