Enough room for mistakes…

A mistake here and a mistake there…

Open the door

Another mistake awaits

Blunder, inaccuracy, defaults are the other words, they say…

 

“Oh my god! The world is a mistake”

Yet the General says,

“No room for mistakes”

Then how should ‘miss perfect’ learn from other mistakes?

 

Name a person, I say

Who hasn’t added more mistakes everyday?

And I shall bless thy with the past life mystery…

 

Fools and Moron are those

Who say, “Na! me not made for mistakes”

 

Dear sir, hear me once and for all…

Very nook and corner of my room

Has a mistake… and

I arnt scared of error, the synonym dictionary says

I only wait for the time

When I can buy a bigger room and fill it with more mistakes

 

Four walls

Knock knock…is that where I am

Four walls around me

Define the way

I ought to be

The tears in my eyes

The freedom flies by

The books I want to read

Are empty…

Written somewhere

Is what the four walls want me to be

Don’t ask me why I live in the four walls

I have no option

The phone bells rings

And my mind refuses to ink

The call signifies the walls

But I want to fly

Will the walls understands

The heart that fly

Paves ways to nothing at all

The need to sing

Is now dead

 

Happy Chocolate Day

 

The shivering lip crave for the heavenly delight

The dark lord making love to the creamy white

The sweet-sour strawberries, for the heart content

What else would I want for this festive night

 

Treat not only for the eyes,

But all six senses sing alike

The rich coco treat

Decorated in front of me…

 

A piece of rich chocolate cake or

The creamy dark moose

Death by chocolate

Is all I was hoping for…

 

But nothing to beat the chocolate avalanche

Chocolate fudge, biscotti, eclair, cake

All in one

 

The heart that wants

Nothing more than chocolate

The ardent lover and follower

Bows to the darkest

 

The bitter coco beans

Makes the heart sink

The warmth that spreads

Is a feeling to cherish…

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From today, DNA does away with the edit page

Aditya Sinha, Editor-in-Chief

 

For years, many of you have felt that the newspaper edit page has long outlived its usefulness. It’s boring, very few read it, and it’s a chore to fill. It’s more punditry than expert comment. It’s become a single-page editorial ghetto; and that makes little sense in this TV/mobile/web age where you’re looking for more news validation and analysis.
Thus, DNA has decided to do away with its edit page.
This does not mean DNA will shun analysis: after all, it’s part of our title. Instead, DNA will give you more comment, spread across the paper. For instance, today we have articles by experts on Mumbai, on corruption and on the China-US presidential meeting. Each will appear on a different news page. Otherwise, they’d appear on three consecutive edit pages. DNA will give you more comment in the days to come; you’ve already seen it in the Money section, and you will even see it on the Sport pages. And it will all be interesting.
DNA is doing away with the “leaders”, the 400-word unsigned editorials. Instead, as and when a news event warrants a stand by DNA, it will appear on page 1.
The letters to the editor remain. They remain an important interactive forum and will now appear on page 2.
DNA believes the newspaper is a work in progress. Unless it evolves, it will become irrelevant. We are confident you will support our efforts at modernising journalism and staying ahead of the times.

—Aditya Sinha, Editor-in-Chief

The Reebok Classic

The black leather and honey comb dial, Reebok classic is my latest possession.  The heavy silver 4 m metallic body gives this watch its distinct feel. Unlike the other watches Reebok Classic makes your wrist, heavy. The black leather gives the watch its stern formal looks and the huge silver dais announces its sporty nature. The Classic is cool pick not only for formal or adventures ventures but also for a light flirty evening, with “Don’t mess with me” in bold.

With the ‘Never say die attitude’ Reebok Classic is an apt addition to ‘ME’

Thanks Fashion n You (http://www.fashionandyou.com)

@ 599 only (without the shipping charges)

The Winds

The winds blow by
Whispering on the leaves
Asking me why?

What did i do….
Change ….
Is my answer

Is that rite
I ask them with a
Pain in my voice….

So now the winds laugh
that’s what u deserve
And drown me
with worldly advice

Move on they say
Will get use to it

Will i ?
i ask them

What if i dont want to
What if i loved him….

They laugh…love they say
U fool they don’t fall in love
They are flying kite
Floating, don’t pull it down and
Make them yours

They will leave u and not care…
And yes tats what they did….

They say i change them…
making them mine
Is tat a change…
but no reply…

Because now
I am alone at nite…