When lonely woman stoops to folly,
And finds too late that men betray,
What charm can soothe her melancholy,
What art can wash her guilt away?
The only art her guilt to cover,
To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentence to her lover,
And wring his bosom__ is to die.

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I am blogging after so many days today...and i feel so different opening my own page after so many days. You can say, I have lost interest in blogging and in computer...There's no point in working on computer, except for listening to nice and favourite songs. And then, you must be knowing, I've got my final GCE (Urdu Language) in the second week of May. Furthermore, I've got my mock examinations in the second week of April... 'bhai main nahin khel rahi'. But, it doesn't mean that I'm studying these days. Ab to Urdu ki mujhay sakht tension ho rahi hay.... Mera to Allah hi Hafiz hay....pata nahin kia grade aai ga...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... :(
I've shifted my taste from poems to articles. Because poems require a lot of peace and piece of mind, and unfortumately, I dont posess such things. So, these days Im trying to write good articles.
O yeah, I played table tennis on friday after such a long time. But I played only for 5 minutes and not more than that... But you know, something is better than nothing...Bas uss waqt khel ker maza aa gaya tha....
Umm, I guess that's enough for today.
Allah Hafiz.....
p.s. pray for me pleaseeeeeeeee

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I have brought some changes...just checking them out

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Its BORINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

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Sometimes, ther's someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile. So, when you're lonely, remember it's true:
"Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you".

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I know its late to wish you eid mubarak. But I'm soo sorry, these days I am busy with something else. And I don't even know what to post. I think my stock of news is over now... :(

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