LOve Dies Of Ego!

Once upon a time there was an island
where all the feelings lived together
there was a storm in the sea one day
and the island was about to get drowned
every feeling was scared but not love
love made a boat to escape
every feeling boarded in the
only one feeling was le
love got down

to see who was it
it was ego....
love tried and tried but ego wasn't moving...... .
also the water was rising
every one asked love to leave him and come into the boat, but love was made to love.
all feeling escaped and the storm took over island, at last love dies with ego on the island...
Love dies because of ego......

Sachin Completes 20 Years Of International Cricket

A salute to Sachin

“I play my natural game.” - These words often come from a man whose bat, statistics and name speak for itself. If natural is what Sachin Tendulkar chooses to describe his spectacular display of batting every time then what could be the apt adjective for his dedicated service to the nation? Only he or the Almighty knows.



As India’s cricketing idol completes 20 long momentous years in international cricket, I am filled with emotions and deluged by my unforgettable childhood memories. Words would fall short in my attempt to describe the importance of the great Sachin in not just my life but every Indian’s.



Every time he walks by the stands to represent India, eyes sparkle and hearts rejoice. Twenty years of the game not only belong to Sachin, but to over a billion of people who have witnessed this beautiful journey.



And today, each one of us only wishes and prays that this journey never ends.



Here’s a poetic salute to the man…



If God were an Indian and played cricket,

He would have called Sachin Tendulkar, I claim and bet



To praise him infinitely, dictionaries across the globe would rise

Words that describe him could fail to suffice



20 years of bombardment of runs is what you gave us

With much of an ease, without a fuss



Rankings, awards, laurels and recognitions

You just played; we know these were never your mission



Yours is not just a name, but India’s pride

Opposition is no alien to the ever-so prevalent might



McGrath, Warne, Akram or Younis

In front of you… Oh! Great Sachin, they’re a cola without fizz



In 90s, you even break the TRPs of a TV soap

Cross your 100 safely, every household would hope



Bravo! Sachin, you are a hero

You have changed the importance of zero



Because that’s the digit we have seen so often

Affixed in your mammoth stats, Ah! Do we need to mention?



A nation’s son, cricket’s pampered child

“Long live Sachin,” while saying it in chorus, we just can’t be mild



Sarah, Arjun and Anjali

Backbone of your life, your family



Not just they, we are proud and lucky too

Because Indian cricket is a film with you as cast and crew



'Thank you' is not enough for what you have been

With every passing moment, you looked ever so keen



Yes, it was your dream and eventually became ours as well

For every OUT, hopes of a billion people always fell



Every innings of Little Master looks like a recorded tape

Name an opponent who has not got in bad shape



Speechless I am, speechless I will be

Whenever I see you so earthy



May there be more Tendulkars in the making

Youngsters aim to acquire at least a touch of your batting bling



Hail the champion as he walks cricket’s red carpet

A heartfelt salute to Sachin while tears of glory out we let

Published In NDTV

Flight 93-(Documentry)

United Airlines Flight 93 was a non-scheduled United States domestic passenger flight from Newark International Airport, in Newark, New Jersey, to San Francisco International Airport, in San Francisco, California that was hijacked by four terrorists as part of the September 11 attacks in 2001. Over forty minutes into the flight the hijackers breached the cockpit, overpowered the pilots, and took control of the aircraft, diverting it towards Washington, D.C. Several passengers and crew members made telephone calls aboard the flight and learned about the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. As a result, the passengers decided to mount an assault against the hijackers and gain control of the aircraft.

Lyrics Of Hotel California

Lyrics:
"Hotel California"

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'