everyone! sing along, now!

Roobaroo

aye saala
abhi abhi huaa yaqeen ki aag hai mujh mein kahi
hui subaah main chal gaya
suraj ko main nigal gaya
ruu-ba-ruu roshni heyy - 2

jo gumshuda-sa khwaab tha
voh mil gaya voh khil gaya
uulon hathaa pighal gaya
kichhaa kichhaa machal gaya
sitaar mein badal gaya
ruu-ba-ruu roshni heyy - 2

(dhuaan chhataa khula gagan mera
nayi dagar naya safar mera
jo ban sake tu hamsafar mera
nazar mila zara) - 2

aandhiyon se jaghad rahi hai lau meri
ab mashaalon si bhad rahi hai lau meri
naamo nishaan rahe na rahe
ye kaaravaan rahe na rahe
ujaale mein pee gaya
roshan huaa jee gaya
kyon sehte rahe
ruu-ba-ruu roshni heyy - 2
dhuaan chhataa khula gagan mera
nayi dagar naya safar mera
jo ban sake tu hamsafar mera
nazar mila zara
ruu-ba-ruu roshni heyy - 2
aye saala - 4

alrights! long weekend ahead friends. :)
i now own a beautiful new adidas sling bag! okay yay no more slowly-ripping (yet cool) rgs sec1 orientation black sling. this is so much cooler, courtesy of my mom. couldn't find the adidas jacket i wanted though, but that's alright. i can live with it. i mean, without it. it wasnt That Gorgeous anyway.
plus i went to the dentist. i love that dentist. he's damn nice.
plus, for cny i have house season 1 to watch, courtesy of saleem, courtesy of his friend. oh, the simple joys of my life. i can tell, this weekend is going to be exxcelllente.
oh and plus, hindi movie tmr?
happy new year guys :)
and so its alright after all, chin up, it gets better.. eventually. :)

you know something is wrong when you're looking at your blog, and you have all these things you feel like writing down. but suddenly your blog isnt the place for it anymore. suddenly not everything that goes through your mind is okay to be read by everyone. and that's when it truly sucks. it never really mattered, who read this blog, because i knew that the few who did who mattered wouldnt judge me for what's running through my mind anyway, and hi-bye to the rest, you know?

dealing with change in your life is something that i've got to get used to.

when you've got all these mixed emotions running through your mind, its amazing how the heart always finds time for more. you try and shut it out but your heart never really listens. its like as though you never learn. its like that game you like to play, because there was this one time you played it, and it was just so damn fun. and you're searching, and waiting, looking for that perfect game again.

well today i feel like i've run out of chance cards, i'm no longer rolling doubles, and i sure as hell refuse to go directly to jail. it almost seems like i've had enough. in more ways than one, i have.
and yet, i know that one day i'll sell everything, if only for a chance to pass go again.

why, i ask? why should i search for that perfect game again?

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