Mannku's Closet

A few questions which sound wierd, rather dey are wierd!!

>WHY DO GALS TAKE SO LONG IN DRESSING UP!
(dey pretend dat dey r dressin up vry proprly, tho dey may end up
lukin messy..2 much make up! Yuck! D cosmetic dat boys find most wierd
is dark red lipstick.. N again d cosmetic dat guys find most
fascinatin is lipstick but lush light transparent shades..)

>HOWEVER SMALL THE PURSE OR HANDBAG OF A GAL BE, IT WUD CONTAIN INFY MATERIALS, WHICH ONE CANT EVEN IMAGINE.. FROM A SAFETY PIN 2 AN UMBRELLA.. Hoops! :o
(they just go on dumpin der bags wid watsoever comes in hand, be it
toothpicks, safetypins, visitin cards..Or nythn nd wen askd dey wud
just pretnd smart by replyin v r prepard 4 each un4seen situation)

>WHY DO GALS, IN MOST OF THE CASE, EXPECT THAT IT IS THE DUTY OF THE BOY (ND NOT THE GAL) TO INITIATE AND STEP FORWARD TO PROPOSE AT PRIMA FACIE..
(grow up gals! Bt its so just because dey may skip d chance f
displayin attitude.. Bhaav khane ka chance haath se nikal jayega.. :p)

>similar 2 above point: IF A GIRL LOVES SOMEONE, SHE EXPECTS THAT THE GUY SHUD HIMSELF DECIPHER HER FEELINGS FOR HIM.. AND FURTHER SHE WOULD TERM IT “OBVIOUS” THAT IT WAS OBVIOUS..
(grow up! Grow up! Why cant dey find it “OBVIOUS” OTHER WAY ROUND
TOO.. THEY WUD PRETEND INNOCENT” U NEVER SAID SO…. Etc” )

>WHAT IS IT DAT GALS DO TALK, WENEVR DEY FORM A BEVY..(even if strangrs, gals may start wid appreciatin accesories, dresses n wud wind up gettin personal n no surprise dey wud even end up gossipin bout der boyfrns..!!)

>I NEVER UNDRSTND Y DO GALS GIGGLE UNNECESSARILY.. AT TIMES, ITS TOO FRUSTRATING.. Huh!
(dey just display as if dey had shared a very funny joke, tho one
wudnt hv heard nythin more lame dan dat.. )

>EACH GIRL SEEMS TO B VRY MUCH CONSCIOUS BOUT DO DEY FEED DEMSELVES WID? Esp. BOUT THE FAT/CALORIES IN DER DIET..
(but its mere show off! :p each tym dey hangout wid frnz, dey end up
munchin junkies.. )

lots more.. Bt above ones r general n universal.. All guys wud
unanimously agree 2 me.. :D

I  am lost in my attitude  its to stop thinking about you in solitude….

Revealing my feelings,I was early to say……

But still I say I was not wrong and for this silly crap I am not gonna cry or ever pay….

If you feel with out you I  am in pain,oh! i am sorry you are misleaded in worng lane….

to the world you are just  a somebody,but to  somebody you are the world…..

Somewhere  somebody is  happy….just to learn that you are happy…

what pity on me!!

Yesterday I was the somebody,waited  desperatly for you to be such somebody….

May be someday you may regret to let me go ha!

Who the hell cares,its my turn to present ego..

I know you did not betray me,I know  it wasn’t  you the reason,

I was killed but my this new attitude makes in me a new life instilled !!

The more i think of her,
the more i love her,
the more i try to hate her,
wat to do, she tends to be nearer….

There is no possibility of her liking me,
I feel without her , there is no possibility of me being me,
what a curse! I love her for she being she,
and she dislikes me for me being me…

If love could be bought and sold,
I would have pledged my life for her,
Now I am spending my life rather,
to discover how to forget her……

I feel, if i am the reason she may cry,
I would have prefered to die,
If she is content to find my sadness,
I would rather discard all my happiness….

Its not at all hyperbole to say,
that for her , i can even pluck the star,
even though i am aware, for me,
She wouldn’t even pluck a flower….

Now I am learning, how to
live without her,
Its just me who knows, how am I
struggling without her….

I wan’t to forget her,
but this insane heart still hopes to get her,
She says “you can’t be the person”
I donno wer was i at fault to be the one…

They say that true love is ever amusing one,
Can i meet the fate even more cursing one!!

each day of my life reminds of her…
each thought of my life ends with her….

where was I at fault ,
Now thinking of her is my character by default…………