Sunday, October 12, 2008

My life


Always lived my life alone,
been serching for a place called home.
I know that ive been cold as ice,
ignore the dreams, to many lies.
Somewhere deep inside,
somewhere deep inside me,
I found the child I used to be
and I know thats it not to late
never too late...

6 comments:

Arunima said...

Congratulations on ur 1st post!
And I mus say u made a good start.
Nice revelation.
But I don think u r cold...i've seen the senti U.

Nabila said...

Good
So even you have discoverd the writer in u
and
Great thing ..... you hav started viewing things optimistically .... :))

Neha Maheshwari said...

Hmmm..... Nice start I dont think u r cold..... But thinks logically which seems to be emotionaless at first sight bt that is not true :)

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Girish said...

@arunima (AJ)
Thank for aspiration. I must confess that indirectly it u ( your blog and post ) that motivated me to do this :)

"" But I don think u r cold... ""
u didn't c me dat way n u don know that side of me! ( we the IT/software people are very good at this Ctrl+C / Ctrl+V :) :) ) joke apart it not the other side of me it the buried side of me ..
most imp.
""i've seen the senti U.""

when ???????????????? ( i never get santi )

Girish said...

@nabila

your comment was the big surprise for me. It feels so good to c ur response here.
""So even you have discoverd the writer in U""
no i haven't discover writer in me . i am very very very bad writed ( i know myself and my English )
but I am inventing the writer in me ...

keep coming with your comment