Hw do i get HIM..(my him)

Hw do i get HIM..(my him).........lemme tel u who i am first a gal born with plastic spoon(tat means in upper middle class family). 4m the schoolin i hate studies :P but love literature & geography.first evr autograph started wen i was in Xth(its not my autogph tat boys) he was stayin just opposite to mine and had a serious job of following mee.I don lik him he was lik a don/rowdy in our place(10th class mre attemps i thik so and smtimes he drives van, smtimes he goes to estate, perhaps smtimes sm panchayat wrks also).he gav me a hundred f ooty roses thru a messengr,evn thou i didnt lik him i dono y. he job f following me continued up2 12 th class. i tght i shd talk wit him and also arranged for a perfect(:P) meetin in a hotel. we met me wit my frnd & he wit his frnd, i said am nt interestd in him, he said he was following me 4m 6th class(?), he even remembered wat dress i wre for my 6th bday.i got worried y he shud waste his time i finally confessed him....

Lakshmi Lakshmanan (angelsfirstrain) A lonely gal in d city

A tghtful mail 4m frnd....Plz thnk

I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.


I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.


As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet.


I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.


As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk," Mom,
And now I'm the one who will pay.


I'm lying here dying, Mom....
I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.


There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I'll die in a short time..

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn't think.


He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.


Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.


The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.


Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.


Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.


My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.


I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?


Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this
To as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going
Around the world that will make people understand that
Don't mix drinking and driving.

PLEASE DO THE FAVOR.

Lakshmi Lakshmanan
(angelsfirstrain)
A lonely gal in d city

A stupid gal's thght..

Im jealous of every girl who has ever
hugged you, because for that one moment
they held my entire world
tears are like kisses,
the only real ones are the ones you
cant hold back never make someone your
everything, because when they are gone
you have nothing. You will never know
true pain until you look into the eyes
of someone you love, and they look away
The scars are nothing compared to the
pain that put them there goodbye is only
painful when you know you can never
say hello again How can you learn from
your mistakes when mistakes are all
you've ever made What's the point in
living when the ones you love the
most refuse to love you break your heart
and tell you lies, because eventually
every heart dies

Lakshmi Lakshmanan
(angelsfirstrain)
A lonely gal in d city

A Second Chance.....

here s an interesting incident ...
It’s another morning..
….. Again I(It's not me) have to go to office.
Ohh, this is me… I shouted having a glance on my snap in today’s news paper.
But what the HELL it is doing in the death column??
Strange…
One sec... Let me think, last night when I was going to bed I had a severe pain in my chest, but I don’t remember anything after that, I think I had a sound sleep.
Its morning now, ohh….. It’s already 10:00 AM, where is my coffee?
I will be late for office and my boss will get a chance to irritate me.
Where is everyone…??? I screamed.
“I think there is a crowed outside my room, let me check.” I said to myself.
So many people….. Not all of them crying…
But why some of them crying…
WHAT IS THIS??? I m laying there on the floor…
“I AM HERE” … I shouted!!! No one listen.
“LOOK I AM NOT DEAD” … I screamed once again!!! No one is interested in me.
They all were looking me on the bed.
I went back to my bed room.
“Am I dead??” I asked myself.
Where is my wife, my children, my mom-DAD, my friends?
I found them in the next room, all of them were crying… still trying to console each other.
My wife was crying… she was really looking sad.
My little kid was not sure what happened, but he was crying just coz his mom was sad.
How can I go without saying my kid that I really love him, I really do care of him. ??
How can I go without saying my wife that she is really most beautiful and most caring wife in this world..??
How can I go without saying my parents that I m … just because of u ??
How can I go without telling my friends that without them perhaps I have done most of the wrong things in my life… thanks for being there always when I need them… and sorry for not being there when they really need me..
I can see a person standing in the corner and trying to hide his tears…
Ohh… he was once my best friend, but a small misunderstanding made us part, and we both have strong enough ego to keep us disconnect.
I went there.. And offered him my hand, “Dear friend… I just want to say sorry for everything, we r still best friend, please forgive me.”
No response from other side, what the hell?? He is still preserving his ego, I am saying sorry… even then!!!
I really don’t care for such people.
But one sec…. it seems he is not able to see me!!!! He did not see my extended hand.
My goodness… AM I REALLY DEAD???
I just sat down near ME; I was also feeling like crying…
“OHH ALMIGHTY!!!! PLEASE JUST GIVE ME FEW MORE DAYS…”
I just wasn’t to make my wife, my parents; my friends realize that how much I love them.
My wife entered in the room, she looks beautiful.
“YOU R BEAUTIFUL” I shouted.
She didn’t hear my words, in fact she never heard these words coz I never said this to her.
“GOD!!!!” I screamed… a little more time plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..
I cried…
One more chance please… to hug my child, to make my mom smile just once, to feel my dad proud on me at least for a moment, to say sorry to my friends for everything I have not given to them, and thanks for still being in my life….
Then I looked up and cried!!!!
I shouted….
“GOD!!!! ONE MORE CHANCE PLEASE!!!!”
"You shouted in your sleep," said my wife as she gently woke me up. "Did you have a nightmare?"
I was sleeping….
Ohh that was just a dream….
My wife was there… she can hear me…
This is the happiest moment of my life…
I hugged her and whispered…. “U R THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND CARING WIFE IN THIS UNIVERSE…. I REALLY LOVE U DEAR”( guys note these lines u wanna say it everyday)
I can’t understand the reason of the smile on her face with some tears in her eyes, still I m happy…. J
“THANK YOU GOD FOR THIS SECOND? CHANCE.”
So, Now it’s not late.. Forget your egos, past……….., and express your love to others………. Be friendly…………… keep smiling and be happy for ever…

Lakshmi Lakshmanan (angelsfirstrain)
A lonely gal in d city

$ Sweet Memories $

Gone are the days!!
When
The school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and
benches!
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books
and notes!
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with
slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!
When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!
When we started calculating
first with tables and then with
Clarke's tables and advanced to
Calculators and computers!
When we chased one another in the
corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds,
under the trees and even in cycle sheds!
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!
When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!
When few played
"kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun,
While others simply played
"book cricket" in the
Confines of classroom!
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!
When we used to
watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!
When few rushed at 3:45 to
"Conquer" window seats in our School bus!
While few others had "Big Fun", "peppermint",
"kulfi", " milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock!
Gone are the days
Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long
preparations for them.
Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most
enjoyed holidays after them!
Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!
We learnt,
We enjoyed,
We played,
We won,
We lost,
We laughed,
We cried,
We fought,
We thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!
Gone are the days
When we used
to talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don't have time to say a `Hi'!
Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now we
Code on the road with laptop!
Gone are the days
When we saw stars
Shining at Night!
Now we see stars when our code doesn't
Work!
Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms.....!
Gone are the days
Where we
studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!
Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!
Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don't shout even at home
Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever .....
Gone are the Days.... But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!
NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE,
DONT FORGET TO
LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS......


Lakshmi Lakshmanan (angelsfirstrain)
A lonely gal in d city

Open talk - Galz Mind !

while start writing now...wat shud i writ somthing political,regional,journals,religional,
ppl,.................Oops! d list goes up2 infinity..B ing a gal(plz believ that) i thght it'll b ease 4 me 2 writ wat a gal thinks actually(?)
lik al human(men) galz mind s also a garbage(includin me) if a gal says no (lie !)
v(human) r not true 2 none,somtimes not 2 ourselves 2.
Social pics. shows that guys r wanderin around galz
but its not true but galz made it so.
Ppl say Behind everymen's victory stands a women
shameful! Women runs behind every sucessful men.

y i am writin dis shameless u may tink ..but ther r som exceptions 2.
som galz even goes 2 d exterior level 4 d sake of men.
society s d real cause! thre r so many kinds.......plz i wanna know wat s real !




Lakshmi Lakshmanan (angelsfirstrain)
A lonely gal in d city