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  • The day called valentine day

    With lots of joy i got up at early morning by noise of her heart at 4;00.I freshed myself and went to temple for praying truelity for my love.GOD gave back me as i wanted and wished me happy the day which you are going to celebrate after sunsine.I BECAME JOYFULand sanked in the pond of imagination and i heartly thanked to GOD who makes me happy by accepting my true feeling without any hesitation.After some instant the climate of network changed which made me sad and unhappy and also bits my imagination.I realised i lost before playing,GOD only made me hearable happy but the reality was far behind and...............................i realise imagination bites us so dont imagine if it is not possible.......................2009/02/14

  • ABOUT MY LAST JOURNEY

    The day 19th,january,when i was traveling along dintance which is teary for my eyes.At the journey period i was mising alot 2 my heart PRAMU ,withhot which i could'nt live any further a day.she loved me more than i did,so i was being socked by loosing that sweet love for some short instant.WHATEVER IS HAPPENED?what is the future? Nobody can tell in present,only can imagine but imagination is only the think that comes in mind theoritically.i never belive in such a th accept,i think this accept only come s true on drama but our life is not drama.The speed of farness stopped us at kohalpur,before entering into the out surroundig i got socked by myself socked sms,at where the mis utilization of cast and its effect on true love is clearly picturised.

  • losing the blosoom

    perhaps!
    the rainbow colored state of the rose
    has lost its blosoom
    and its wandering hereand there
    in the fun loving lake
    which is wet with my vision
    with the existence
    of that rivulet.

    my sight
    of yesterday
    of today
    is one and the same
    but the seasons
    have altered
    never to return
    mingling with the dilemma,perhaps!

    her mates
    along the sight
    might have undergone
    the forestation
    but she is same
    as she was yesterday
    and still today
    same face
    same smile
    and in that smell
    they seem to be firm,perhaps!

    even if she wants
    she cant go forestation
    the favorability
    the service
    and fake pride is negligible
    with open worsening
    she is unable
    to diminish her fake pride.

  • My Memories...

    We at Bandarkhaal, KanchanpurMe at Ghoda ghodi, KailaliJumping from ...i can't say...Me on the way

  • Welcome to this new venture...

    Hi! this is Gyanendra all the way from Achham. I am currently at Kathmandu doing my Bachelors in business adminisrtation in K&K college new baneshwor kathmandu.I will unveil myself and my ideologies in the days to come.
    i heartly welcome to u n urs comments in my concept.
    thanks
    This is Gyanz world.

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