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Once upon a time there was a young boy going back home after around a year of studies. He had achieved almost everything he wanted and everything he ever desired, and fulfilled each and every expectation ever expected from him with bright colours. Well, not every expectation though, because one can never expect everything to happen and so there were things that were not expected from him or

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Before starting I have only one aim in mind, to keep it short... Not because people complaint about the length of the post but because I want it to be short Recall that feeling that you must have had while watching a movie, a suspense thriller, the feeling that you must have had while watching the climax and got the suspense about which the whole story was weaved....When the hero of the movie

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Lovely little things As I am writing this I have lots and lots of other things to do and supposedly more important than writing but as all of you know, or must have felt at some point or the other, that the beauty and pleasure lies in doing things that we are not supposed to do. And as far as the things that are more important than writing this one are nothing much, it’s just that I am

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"a man is known by status he keeps" , isn't it true ? ask yourself or read your old facebook statuses you'll realise the simplicity and the depth behind this line. Your status always have something to say about you and your present mood , sometimes when i go out and while having random chats with friends i receive comments about me and my statuses for some of them they are good ,

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that's what i wrote in hindi creative writing competition .....unedited मैं कागज़ की कश्ती ,तू  बारिश का पानी ....जुड़ के भी है जुदा जुदा अपनी ये कहानी | कभी डूब जाता हूँ तेरे  इस प्यार में ,कभी छू लेता हूँ किनारा तेरे  इस प्यार में | तुझसे ही है मेरी ये ज़िन्दगी ,बिन तेरे है मुझमे कुछ कमी | बिन तेरे आँखों में समाई है सूखी सूखी सी कुछ नमी ,नाखुश सी है बिन तेरे मेरी हर ख़ुशी |

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i rarely feel like writing what i write in this blog , because it's usually when i am sad or there's something negative going on in my life ...may be that's why i named it DARK MOON LIGHT ,well whatever may be the reason .... i write only when i feel like writing but yes, nowadays i always avoid writing anything that's negative.. because i know i shouldn't do it , because i know it's not fair...

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वो नाव ही क्या जो लहरों से हार मान जाए , वो मीन ही क्या जो तैर ना पाए , वो  पंछी ही क्या जो उंचाई से घबराए , वो मंज़िल ही क्या जो आसानी से हाथ आ जाए , वो वक़्त ही क्या जो थम जाए, वो  प्यार ही क्या जो हर पल याद ना आए, वो बात ही क्या जो दिल को छू ना पाए, वो तन्हाई ही क्या जो ना सताए , वो कहानी ही क्या जो ख़त्म हो जाए , वो बादल ही क्या जो सूरज को छुपा ना पाए , वो लहर ही

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right now i have too many words of aggression ,and too many words of anger, too many words of pity for my stupid college,and its idiotic rules.....especially this one... at first i discarded it as a prank by some friends but if anyone can think of such an idiotic rule then he can't be an mitian for sure....in order to think of something so stupid as this one you have to be in some authority of

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I was kind of reluctant in writing this one because it’s kind of philosophical but since this thought crossed my mind I was forced to write it. I usually avoid many such posts by writing them in my statuses on facebook so that I don’t have to spend more time in elaborating them while writing a blog post, but this one exceeded the word limit so I was forced to write it... it’s nothing special

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http://mukul-unwritten.blogspot.com/

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well this is my answer to the .blogadda mystery fiction contest It was a nice story  i must say,but as the author said there was only one person who was capable of doing this he was indeed very true while making that remark,and that only one was LILA ,but she didn't killed herself she plotted a web for her sister Sia's death. yes thats what i think is the case here..... "The last

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a dark night it was clouds hiding the stars smoke booze and yaars that was was the plan sky was black and blue friends were few some were new but the aura made them true  partially dried manipal lake all my dreams were awake all my smiles were fake and i knew my yes would be a mistake  heart was filled with killing loneliness and the biting stressing stress all around

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a random conversation between two friends while the class is going on.....on msgs boy -kya karing? girl-lec mein bore hoing... boy -1 game khelte hai main kuch puchunga tum movies k naam se reply karna ,then we'll proceed like this....kuch kuch hota hai? girl -main prem ki diwani hu.....  boy -ye kaise combine hua ??neways tum prem ki diwani ho aur HUM TUMPE MARTE HAI  girl -par mujhe

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Write a New Noteno matter what life is goodShare Thursday, February 4, 2010 at 11:45pm | Edit Note | Deleteuncensored version complete version ......... ITS THE FIRST SPEECH OF MY LIFE AND REALLY WANNA THANK EVERY1 WHI HELPED ME IN THIS.....AND WOULD REALLY THANK THE ONES WHO LISTENED AND ENCOURAGED ME ......REALLY WANNA THANK ALL OF U ............ adarniya adhyapika

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mummy-beta khanemein kya banau??me-yellow daal aur chawal...mummy -tu roz 1 hi cheez bolta hai....fir kehta hai mummy health nhi bantime-to kya hua itne tym se ghar ka khana jo nhi khaya...aur aapko nhi banana to pucha kyu...aap kuch bhi bnao main kha lunga kaha to hai aapko....jaao main nhi khata....i loved these fights.. roz ki tarah aisi hi kisi baat pe lad rha tha...then my fon rang.

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before starting this one i just wanna tell everyone..that i couldn't devote more than 10 min to thi post .......aisa maine 5 50 pe socha tha ...aur jab tak i switched my lappie on ....and checkd the mails and scraps.10 min ho gye....aisa aksar hota hai ...especially xams mein.....jab bhi 4,5,6,7,8,bajne vale hote hai tabhi saare ulte kaam yaad ate hai ....jaise gaane sunna ,scraps check krna.aur

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Before I start I would like to clear out one thing that it has nothing to do with my orkut title me v/s me hmmmmI really don't know from where should i start.....should i start it from the beginning..??should i tell what all good things we shared ....whoever is reading wat do u think??leave it ...stop thinking,i hav already started it its my world and i am going to do it in my own way.so let us

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