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Truly, Madly, Deeply!!

My first song dedication !! Savage Gardens.. :)


I'll be ur wish, I'll be ur dream, I'll be ur fantasy..
I'll be ur hope, I'll be ur luv, be everything that u need..
I luv u more with every breathe, TRULY, MADLY, DEEPLY do
I'll be strong I'll be faithful, Cos I'm counting on
A new beginning,
A reason for living,
A deeper meaning...

I wanna stand with u on a mountain,
I wanna bathe with u in the sea,
I wanna lay like this forever..
Until the sky falls down on meee... yeahhhhh!! :)

just luv the lyrics!! so deeply emotional.. n jus exactly wat we feel!!

aahhh.. sorry for being away.. i knw theres atleast one person who missed me.. was real busy, n didnt feel like blogging.. it was writers blox!! :P

anywho, stay tuned!
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Americanising Desi said…
oooooooooooooh kia yaad dila diya :(

kya din thay!!!

i am stayin tuned :) always am :)
Tue Nov 17, 11:40:00 AM
Karachiite said…
achhay lyrics hain, luv themm...

thanks for staying tuned, i now know u r always there reading my thoughts.. n it feels good.. thankss! :)
Thu Nov 19, 03:07:00 PM
Must ® said…
I wonder if anyone else has an ear so tuned and sharpened as I have, to detect the depthness, not of the spheres, but of earth, subtleties of major and minor chord that the wind strikes upon the tree branches. Have you ever heard the earth breathe?
Fri Nov 20, 04:51:00 PM
Must ® said…
We human beings are tuned such that we crave great melody and great lyrics. And if somebody writes a great song, it's timeless that we as humans are going to feel something for that and there's going to be a real appreciation...
Fri Nov 20, 04:52:00 PM
Karachiite said…
Yes,the earth breathes,the earth speaks..we hear it on the beach when it rains, that sweet smell that comes frm the sand!!it just proves it all...
:))
Fri Nov 20, 09:24:00 PM
Must ® said…
The fact that we can control our thoughts still remains one of my greatest revelations in this entire personal growth endeavour. For many people, thinking positively is a luxury, but really it is something we shouldn't live without! So in actual fact it really is a necessity. I mean many people get through life with very little positive thinking at all, but the question is do they enjoy that life?
Sun Nov 22, 12:34:00 PM
Karachiite said…
No.. no life can be enjoyed to its fullest w/o practical positive thinking.. i mean, u can get away with it all but the flavour of life wont be there.. to have a tangy flavour u need the hopes n all!! :)

btw, u r very very conversant mashaAllah, n u write eloquently..:)
Sun Nov 22, 02:52:00 PM
Must ® said…
I would imagine that they don't, well not as much as they could anyway. People who do not concentrate on the positive things in life, have less fun than people who do! We all want to enjoy life more, don't we?

btw, thanks for the compliments..
Mon Nov 23, 10:32:00 AM
Must ® said…
I leave you with this quote:

"The positive thinker sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible."
Mon Nov 23, 10:35:00 AM
Karachiite said…
aye aye!! yep.. the invisible, the unaatainable and the impossible.. lil bit of optimism combined with complete trust in God n u have it all! :)
Tue Nov 24, 02:25:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
Tue Jan 05, 04:23:00 AM
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