tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24347344023405758622011-07-07T20:52:21.764-07:00Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434734402340575862.post-14419148293707208752008-11-30T08:29:00.001-08:002008-11-30T08:29:30.839-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2434734402340575862-1441914829370720875?l=rudramatangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434734402340575862.post-46420218790579570262008-11-30T08:08:00.000-08:002008-11-30T08:27:18.119-08:00i've been very lazy lately.... i've not been writing anything worth posting.... but i hate my blog to look so dormant....so i thought i could write a letter to my blog.....<br />here goes......<br />Dear bloggie........<br />i'm really sorry for not having met u all these days... due to many unconspicous situations... i've not been able to wield on u...... but i did miss u a bunch...... n i'm sure u missed me too... but i'm really working on my mind to convince it to write sumthing that could ornament u...... well... i've just made u all pink... hope u like it..anyways u ought to like it as u know how i'm crazy abt it....<br />well... u'll have to wait for only a few more days.... i promise to load u wid my drivels.....<br />take care till then....<br />labshu.........<br />mishu.....<br />tada....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2434734402340575862-4642021879057957026?l=rudramatangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434734402340575862.post-91435476729003247252008-03-14T05:07:00.000-07:002008-03-14T05:09:19.117-07:00<p>A LOVABLE DILEMMA.......(an unanswered mystery)<br /><br />there isn't a reason why....<br />under this wide blue sky.....<br />what made us chat for hours?<br />what made it so cozy to keep hearing your voice....<br />why am i all 'lolz' when i hear you speak?<br />why do i feel 'comfy' when your possessiveness peeks<br />when its abt others i speak?<br />why do i smile unconsiously smile<br />when i think of the way you wooed<br />why do i yearn to spend moments with you...<br />and cherish them for a life time...<br />why do i look away from your pic,<br />when seeing it a million times wudn't make me sick?<br />why do i display fake anger,<br />when i find u mischievous?<br />why do u occupy every corner of my heart?</p><p>when i know my heart beats for me...</p><p>though lightly because it contains thee....</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2434734402340575862-9143547672900324725?l=rudramatangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434734402340575862.post-75308172794721492402008-03-14T04:50:00.000-07:002008-03-14T05:05:57.052-07:00In my life for a train journey...<br />T met mensomany..<br />Men with vaults of money,<br />Men with hearts like honey.<br />They were those three, who caughtmy eye...<br />But no, they weren't my blood..<br />All of them , met on the strangers lane...<br />their relationship seemed no danger...<br />One knocked at my lovelorn heart,<br />Helped me open it up,<br />and filled himself into its softest corners.<br />But alas .. corrosive was its volatility....<br />The other turned synonymous to siblings...<br />Nestled me with affection andprotection...<br />But alas ,he flew away with hisbirdbeloved.<br />Yet another promised me platonic pleasure...<br />That never pricked my soul....<br />A harmless philanderer...<br />He appeared in a haze...<br />His nearness yet farness...<br />set my relationship ablaze...<br />His disappearence never a disappointment..<br />Men you shall not depart with me...<br />when even my own flesh wouldn't.............<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2434734402340575862-7530817279472149240?l=rudramatangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434734402340575862.post-28527189538868499622008-01-12T09:40:00.000-08:002008-01-25T11:27:19.685-08:00Miles away from my first home,<br />my mother's womb....<br />Miles away from my first nest,<br />my father's cuddling arms....<br />Miles away from my first love,<br />my sibling's angelic pranks....<br />Miles away from my first perch,<br />my serene locality..<br />Miles away from the cliffhanger,<br />my vivacious school life...<br />Miles away from my first sidekicks,<br />my childhood chums....<br />Miles away from the ineffable luxuries,<br />I left behind at bitter 16....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2434734402340575862-2852718953886849962?l=rudramatangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434734402340575862.post-51857863925233708732008-01-12T09:33:00.000-08:002008-01-12T09:40:15.205-08:00Within the rotundity of earth,<br />Away from the mundane misanthropy,<br />Lies the elixir of altruism,<br />The eternal enzyme of philanthropy.<br />Off the unvarnished vulgarity,<br />Adrift the vitriolic diatribes,<br />And the venomous vendettas,<br />Lay the protege of peace,<br />The land of literati,<br />Where not the malicious but,<br />The benevolent survive,<br />Whose dexterity lies not,<br />in the malevolance or insolence,<br />But in compassion and munificence,<br />and here is where shall a man<br />Perceive paradise before rigor mortis......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2434734402340575862-5185786392523370873?l=rudramatangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2434734402340575862.post-47568726497356765212008-01-12T09:11:00.000-08:002008-01-12T09:31:58.061-08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">When its time to go,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">to part your soul,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">to explore the life beyond,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">you may skip a beat,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">you may slip a stair.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Pushed to a state of utter despair,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">when failure becomes your </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">tumbling stone of frustration</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">When abondonment is all that</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">You remember that happened to you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">when happy times seem all bygone</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">When dying seems easier than living.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">When a cup of poison is sweeter</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">than a pint of treason.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">When the question becomes to live or to die!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2434734402340575862-4756872649735676521?l=rudramatangi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mamthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17829811426570043668noreply@blogger.com2