Some nights are full of busy times on phone, some chats, some messages; and some nights are as silent as dead phone.
Some days are full of mails overflowing the inbox;
and some days are as dead as if no server in the world.
Friday, January 22, 2010
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Some days are meant to forget
Some nights never intend to end...
Some days whips past like sharp bouncer
Some nights crawls like snail...
Some days are crystal clear as blue sky
Some nights hide deep dark secrets....
true..and very well put.. :)
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