Have you seen her today? Well. describe....

5/o1/2006

ajke onek din pore circular que te gesilam. new years eve e fire works dekhte jai nai kothau. cause i didnt felt like watching the same thing happening again and again. anyway, there is a place in circular que that i like, its 5 mints walk from the station. those who doesnot know about circular que, it is situated in a place from where you can see both sydney harbour bridge and opera house. spectacular view from each and every single inches of that place. i like the place called macquarie's chair, which is just after the royal botanical garden, awesome landscape and sea view. ami oi jaygay gele amon akta jayga ase jekhane bosle paye pani ase lage oikhane boshi, and stare at the sea and those small boats for hours....peoples keep fishing. i shout at them, any luck yet mate? they smiled back sometimes. sometimes dont. but i love to watch them aswell. i did all of those things today, and so many days before today....yet it doesnot get old. its amazing. no beautiful girls to describe today, as i was only watching couples kisses each other passionately and describing others girl friends is not my favorite department to talk about.
anyway. take care and happy new year.

zachelee..pura post porar por eiiiiiiii...koi mone korlam bangla cinemar villain der moto rog roge description dibi. .nahhhhhhhh..mor shala...

It doesn't interest me what you do for living. i want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals, or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine and your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own: if you dance with wildness and let the ecstasy feel you to the tips of your finger and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic, or to be remember the limitation of being human. It doesnt interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if u can disapoint another to be true to yourself : if u can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. I want to know if you be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if u can see beauty even when it is not pretty everyday, and if u can source your life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure. Yours or mine, and still stand on edge of a leg and shout to the silver of the full moon, yes!! Doesn,t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, woery and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for us. It doesnt interest me who you are or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied i want to know what sustains you from the insight when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments).......(Oriah Mountain Dreamer....The invitation)

sudden blue n red flash at back of my car..cops..pull over..wtf! what did i do wrong this time...
randon breath test she said...i looked at her and my heart missed a beat...
do u drink at all? she asked...not much i replied..
u can go..
i wanted to kick myself for not drink driving at that moment...if i were than she could spend some more time with me...

brilliant idea, keep them coming.

do u ever feel that ur runnin to catch the lift, and it shuts on ur face and for the flick of a sec, u see that face in the lift.. and think... WOW, was that an angel?

how abt... in the exam hall seeing a face full of anxity and think.. life wudnt b too bad if only u cud jst go help her out with the question she's stuck on.

how abt those moments, where she rushes past u. you feel the vibe, the smell lingers even when shes gone. her hair flyin in the air as much as her '' tangail er shuti;r sharir achol"? well this one u mite not get in syd

prem nai, tao kemon jani etostoto vaab. valentines day te ek memshaheba fone kore khub jhari dilen. bollen - ai , tumi jano ami golap pochondo korina, tulip pochondo kori, tao pathale keno? joto bar e bollam - i didnt send anything, totoi jharir matra barey. oi memshaheba'r shathe dekha'r moment gula likhlam upore. /s

I went to NSU today with a friend to check the efficiency of their security guard standing at the main entrance. I confess myself disappointed, because all of us got inside without showing any ID or anything. But the moment I entered the cafe area, I had kind of a shock . A pretty girl was standing chatting in a large group. she was quite hot , but her dress was even more *ahem* !

Ajke ami eXam diye bashay ashtesi ... Rastay ( Shantinagar ) dariye achi ... Tokhon dekhlam Ekta meye rickshaw kore jacche ... Pashei eshe thamlo ... Lol not for me ... Traffic er karone ... Ami dekhlam ... Meye ta ekta Pink T-shirt and Jeans pora ... Ami 1st e look dilam ... and debar sathe sathe mone holo ami kono ANGEL dekhtesi ( well both for her figure with dress up and face ) Kichu khon dekhlam ... jokhon rickshaw abar chole jacchilo ... tokhon amar kheyal holo je actually i was in world and ami just ekta manush dekhchi ...