tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29811774930871163552024-03-13T12:59:41.755-07:00Dream world of PinkZz..welcome to ma dream world .. ! :)PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-55155717228414689012010-05-11T08:29:00.000-07:002010-05-11T08:43:53.914-07:00Girly !<em><strong>You are usually called cute,sweet,hot or sexy.</strong></em><br /><br /><em><strong>but when you are called beautiful, it means a lot.</strong></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />P.S-girly post :D<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><em>P.P.S- do listen "You're beautiful" - james blunt.</em></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S-l68LHVeFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OOWfAkGIJOo/s1600/pinkzz.png"><img style="WIDTH: 185px; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470038396612474962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S-l68LHVeFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OOWfAkGIJOo/s320/pinkzz.png" /></a>PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-31495161163100428312010-05-01T08:57:00.000-07:002010-05-01T09:09:36.210-07:00The Season..<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S9xSHjOBSrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ic4mPjRCPPk/s1600/alone,girl-f7237054f369aca58041b635c3bfa3d2_h.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466334337387547314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S9xSHjOBSrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ic4mPjRCPPk/s320/alone,girl-f7237054f369aca58041b635c3bfa3d2_h.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><em>The raindrops.. the tears..</em></div><div><em>The jingles.. the kiss..!</em></div><div><em>The season..is the reason..</em></div><div><em>For all that i miss ! </em></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><strong>P.S- just penned and rhymed..!</strong></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S9xQSNulZgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j3FaaRovZS8/s1600/pinkzz.png"><img style="WIDTH: 185px; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332321573856770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S9xQSNulZgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j3FaaRovZS8/s320/pinkzz.png" /></a></div>PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-68311647899298097142010-04-11T08:27:00.000-07:002010-04-11T08:46:08.176-07:00i hate being a girl !!<em></em><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S8HtlUbeXfI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hq0pNtu85rU/s1600/gurl.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 228px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458905448744639986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S8HtlUbeXfI/AAAAAAAAADc/Hq0pNtu85rU/s320/gurl.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>untouched.. a blossoming flower she was..</div><div>dreaming of high aims.. aspiring heights..she was growing up..just a girl of 16..</div><div>she always dreamt of..always thought of future..</div><div><em>"woh hoga to kaisa hoga..ye hoga to aisa hoga ..!"</em><br /></div><div></div><br /><div>eyes staring at her made her think a lot.. dirty minds ! she thought ..</div><div>but something tickled her always.. a new era ! new thinking ..!</div><div>she knew..she was growing up.. and so her level of thinking.</div><div>she came through many realities of life..many truths which she was not able to believe..</div><div>she always fantasized about things but was afraid to commit..<br /></div><div><em>a dreamer..a writer.. i am.. i love being a girl.. :)</em> </div><div><em>ohh i love it ..</em></div><br /><br /><br /><div>then something touched her..or someone..she could not understand..she was half asleep..</div><br /><div>till the time she could know.. it was all finished..!</div><br /><div>SHE WAS RAPED ! by her own COUSIN !</div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S8HtrWPT79I/AAAAAAAAADk/ASu5LWOb9h4/s1600/lukin+down.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458905552309710802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S8HtrWPT79I/AAAAAAAAADk/ASu5LWOb9h4/s320/lukin+down.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>she lies down now...crying..looking at herself and saying..</div><div><em>I HATE BEING A GIRL. ! I HATE IT !!!!!!!!!</em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><em><strong>p.s- i did not know what to write..just penned down ! </strong></em><br /></div><div><strong><em>critics welcomed. </em></strong></div></div></div><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S8HuV4yjH5I/AAAAAAAAADs/yP2wZKiqRHY/s1600/pinkz6.png"><img style="WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458906283138817938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S8HuV4yjH5I/AAAAAAAAADs/yP2wZKiqRHY/s320/pinkz6.png" /></a>PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-33903402736880463122010-03-29T06:09:00.000-07:002010-03-29T23:07:08.071-07:00NO MERCY !<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S7CrX9YfxRI/AAAAAAAAADU/yB0SjOoJ2cY/s1600/pain.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454047576848319762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S7CrX9YfxRI/AAAAAAAAADU/yB0SjOoJ2cY/s320/pain.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><strong>T</strong>he world is not actually what we see..</div><div>n the people are not the way they are meant to be..!<br /></div><br /><div><strong>P</strong>eople are not really what they show..</div><div>the truth is not only what we know..!</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong>P</strong>eople are good to us,but at the back they are different..</div><div>their sweetness stays only till the fragrance of a scent..!</div><br /><div><strong>T</strong>hey wear fake smiles,they show a different face..</div><div>they run for fame and money,they just want to win the race..!</div><br /><div><strong>E</strong>verybody wants wings,everybody wants to fly..</div><div>all want to reach the top,and to go high ..!<br /></div><br /><div><strong>N</strong>obody cares nobody fears,they just want to win..</div><div>no matter how many they commit sins..!</div><br /><div><strong>B</strong>rother kills brother,son shoots father..</div><div>to gain luxury it can go even farther..!</div><br /><div><strong>T</strong>his is a black-world,where all want to gain..</div><div>there is no place for pity, no place for pain..!</div><br /><div><strong>T</strong>he world seems so bright,inside it is dark..</div><div>as you go deeper,it eats you like a shark ..!<br /></div><br /><div><strong>T</strong>here is noone to care about the tears that flood..</div><div>the world is so dark,it hides the colour of blood..!</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div><strong>I</strong>f YOU are great,people will bow and respect..</div><div>else,this place tags <strong>NO MERCY</strong>! this is the fact..!<br /></div><br /><div><br />P.S- bit too long..but did not feel like cutting any verse !<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">P.P.S- Dedicate it to my friend <strong>Saumya !</strong></span> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S7CpZigUWGI/AAAAAAAAADM/Eqhnswlp_h8/s1600/pinkz8.png"><img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454045404969850978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S7CpZigUWGI/AAAAAAAAADM/Eqhnswlp_h8/s320/pinkz8.png" /></a></div></div><br /><a href="http://www.saumyashrivastava.blogspot.com/"></a>PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-58143971585903929362010-03-02T22:49:00.000-08:002010-03-02T22:54:45.909-08:00Imperfect .!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S44HlbCV5AI/AAAAAAAAACk/X9NuCGWz50I/s1600-h/1125903927_9dc4074bbd_o.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444297339031643138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S44HlbCV5AI/AAAAAAAAACk/X9NuCGWz50I/s320/1125903927_9dc4074bbd_o.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><em>i am not perfect.. i am not beautiful.. i am not charming.. i do not have everything.. still..<br />you chose me.. i don't know why..<br />you were not the guy i thought of.. the guy i dreamed of.. but i feel, somewhere you are better than anyone else.<br />everyone cannot be perfect and i understand that thing..<br />and so i say i am satisfied with you.. yeah.. coz i am!<br />everyone cannot be the picture perfect typpa person and so i am not and even you are not.. but did i say that to you ? did i ?<br />then why did you ? everyone is unique in their own.. so i am and so you are .. and so are WE!<br />i just don't know why do i feel bad.. why this feeling comes like a pain going through my veins.. even when you say that you love me !<br /><br /><br />and she got in her blanket,.. closing her eyes tried to sleep.</em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">P.S just a silly post.. it is all non-sense.</span> </strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong>P.P.S again an old post :)</strong></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S44G3x5vsyI/AAAAAAAAACc/t3u1Dbup4m8/s1600-h/pinkz10.png"><img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 71px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444296554895618850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S44G3x5vsyI/AAAAAAAAACc/t3u1Dbup4m8/s320/pinkz10.png" /></a></div>PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-7006812637869815982010-02-28T07:43:00.000-08:002010-02-28T07:51:06.916-08:00Conflict of Mind ..<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S4qQvvsojqI/AAAAAAAAACU/gfjhypih-y0/s1600-h/heart_broken_girl_by_iheartyourbrai.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443322249562590882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S4qQvvsojqI/AAAAAAAAACU/gfjhypih-y0/s320/heart_broken_girl_by_iheartyourbrai.jpg" /></a>
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<br /><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;">you know what.. i am crazy.. i love you.. but i don't think i am the right girl for you..
<br />i don't think i can always be there to support you.. even though i promise to be, may be the circumstances will not let "me" be "me"..
<br />and that is the reason i want to break up with you..
<br />i just want to throw this thought out of my mind but i can't.
<br />i know it will hurt you and it will hurt me much much more.
<br />i never thought you to be mine.. as i never saw my prince charming in you.. but still there is a strange feeling for you.. a special one ! the way you care for me and understand me. noone does ! most,..the way you love me.. made me love you ! and after that no image mattered ..
<br />but the reason is that i don't think i fit in the frame of your miss right.. being like the girl u wanted..is not in my hand. being like your that classmate.. sorry i can't.. i know you never asked me to be like her.. but still once you told me she is like the ideal girl for you and i don't think i can be "her" because i am "me"..
<br />and the most important reason is that i won't be able to be with you forever.. nor you will be able to, and even you know this thing very well..
<br />and what i wrote above "that is the reason i want to break up with you.." is just written and said.. i don't want to do this.. but i don't know what forces me to think so ..what says i must do so.. i just don't know..! a lot of questions are in my mind and there is noone to answer and stop my conflict of mind..</span>
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<br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">p.s just tried to remind old thoughts.. again an old post :)</span></em></strong>
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<br />PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-28426658676993163932010-02-21T23:10:00.000-08:002010-02-21T23:19:42.870-08:00Abhi nahi aana..
<br /><div><span style="color:#993399;"><strong>It is a cold breeze blowing,
<br />all the way just water flowing...
<br />In this green garden where people are few,
<br />i am sitting alone.. and thinking of YOU..!</strong>
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<br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">Sometimes being alone is the greatest pleasure.. coz it makes us miss and feel someone's presence around us..
<br />We think, we dream, we imagine..
<br />Closing our eyes we just see them..
<br />Thinking nothing means thinking of them..
<br />Sometimes in the melody of the song we get involved...
<br />Sometimes we imagine ourselves in others.. we relate us with others..
<br />Sometimes missing is better than being together..
<br />Sometimes losing is better than gaining..
<br />Sometimes giving is better than taking..
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<br />Sometimes <strong>DREAMS</strong> are better than <strong>REALITY</strong>...
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<br />P.S.- abhi nahi aana sajna.. mohe thoda marne de.. intzaar karne de..
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<br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">P.P.S - <em>This was my most loved post-1. which i posted earlier in my old blog. </em></span>
<br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">will b posting more soon :)</span></em>
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<br />PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2981177493087116355.post-2917280633233375822010-02-15T21:29:00.000-08:002010-02-15T21:32:27.930-08:00PinkZz is back !<em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">hello guys..</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">i will b writing again..</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">n after all you people insisted me 2 do this..</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">i again own a blog now. :)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">thanks to u all.. especially kanu ..</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">luv u sweety..!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">so finaly..! PinkZz.. is back..! :)</span></em><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S3otRmOKLEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wlHXRu1Tsk4/s1600-h/pinkz4.png"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438709280344255554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rEdtonf9geI/S3otRmOKLEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wlHXRu1Tsk4/s320/pinkz4.png" /></a><br /><div></div>PinkZzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12757456143353764500noreply@blogger.com6