THINGS I NEED
-Tissue papers or hankies (LOOAAADDDS OF EM!)
-Consoling and comforting words
C’mon guys! Here we go!
*tries to wipe the motay motay ansu of the crying clouds*
BAS BHI KAR DOOOO!!!
*still the sky weeps*
Ufff! Now you tell me, what shall I do?
Here’s the case!
19 years ago, God sent a lil angel to this world, and the sky cried that day. Today, on the same date, after so many years, when that angel has grown up into a baby =P the sky still weeps! =S
Aey wi koi gal aey?
Bolo isko rona band karay! Ab bhej dia dunya mai tou bas chup kar k dekhta rahay ooper say k us angel ki zaroorat hai na idher k logon ko! *hmph*
Now everyone! Tell the sky to staaaaaaapppp crying! It’s time for some celebration!!
Did I tell you who our birthday girl is?
*runs her finger through her imaginary swirly mustache like a sindhi wadera*
Um, guess I dint!
Well, umhmm *clears throat*
…its RIDA’S birthdayyyy!!!
Sorry bachay, I cant sing you a birthday song abhi, coz my vocal cords are kinda sleepy =/ and if you hear me right now, the only sound waves that will cause your eardrum to produce vibrations would be of my nose! In short, thanks to influenza virus =P
Brrr, back to topic!!
the more special I want this post to be, the more helpless I am feeling =s but kher hai!
Um, the first time we met, I never had imagined we will get along so well. =) walking together each morning, venting our hearts out, laughing, crying, jumping in joy, self-chosen isolation, pretending to be well and what not, the past two years have been one hell of a ride =P
This doesn’t seem like a birthday post =\ but brrrr, who cares! You know its for you!
And you better know you’re special! Coz you made me blog after ages! =D
And, um.. I know life would never allocate an undying place for me in your life. But one thing, I must say, whenever that unwanted time will come, you need not to get sad, coz remember honey,
Distances do not break a relation. And they never can.
They say that friends are hard to find,
but I’ve a diff version, in my mind,
friends are many, a whole lot out there,
but a ‘good’ one to reach, you’d go where?
If I’m asked, I’d chose you.
‘coz you, too, are one of the few.
a few of those, who will be with me,
who’ll help me out, n term us as ‘we’
Time passed fast, you’re a grown up now,
it worries me yet, you’ll manage life how.
the last year of teenage, sounds scary enough,
but hopes are that its gifted with just no bluff.
You ever wondered sweetie, what we all miss this moment?
we miss our old doll, we sigh, we lament.
we miss that smile, that stretched to a mile,
and yes, the true one, we haven’t seen in a while.
We miss how this bird used to chirp all day long,
we fail to hear blunders from her when all went wrong,
we miss that old giggle, we miss those silly acts,
they now seem like fantasies, what seemed once like facts.
Bhai’s Barbie, Dee’s princess, Salman’s gurya and our beloved,
this birthday of yours, we demand what we wanted,
we want you to be back, with that childlike doll of our ours,
yes, we want her back, within minutes, not in hours.
Coz you see, life once, or twice, may knock us down
but the choice is ours, to smile, or frown.
frowning is easy, but smiling is better,
it gets you enough strength, to yourself, gather,
But do not forget, a fake one, is futile
what we want, is the same, a colgate-like smile!
silence is good, but ‘that much’ is worse,
it makes other feel it’s the outcome of a curse.
People still love you, no one does hate,
do NOT, for anything, blame your fate.
no matter if you go as far as Rome,
remember, lil angel, there’ll ALWAYS be home!
So why do you feel, like wanna going away,
staying in your shell, when there goes a way.
straight to a place, where your heart resides,
where love n care would compete all tides.
So why don’t you forget, all that happened in the past!
how can sorrows n pain, in a finite life, last?
time does heal, n yes, it heals fast.
its your birthday, its time to have a blast!
So blow up all tha candles! And wear ur party cap,
its YOUR day , so your way, you gotta celebrate!
the year ahead is unwritten, so go grab your pen,
coz now what YOU want, is what will happen!
Birthdays are supposed to be the day
when you are gifted a lot of presents..
This lady hitler wants a gift from you today.
She wants you to see the original
“Thand pao lassi pio chill maro yaaar” wali rida!
BEWARE: No copies accepted.
Wo mat karo jis se kisi ko fark na paray.
aur jis se khud khush na ho.
Sab sahi hojata hai, agar tum chaho tou.
Dont let this year waste.