DEAR FRIENDS, WONT FORCE YOU TO DO / FIX THIS THING IN UR AGENDA OF "HAVE TO DO LIST BEFORE DIE".
BUT BEING AN INDIAN / HONEST COUNTRY PERSON PLEASE VOTE FOR TAJ.
DO VOTE AS EXPLAINED BELOW ( I COPIED THIS TEXT FROM A FRIEND'S BLOG http://malik-shruti.blogspot.com/ )
AND THOSE WHO STILL WISH TO DO FURTHER ... USE THE SAME MSG TEXT, SO THAT OTHERS CAN REGISTER / VOTE FOR OUR TAJ TOO.
ITS NOT ONLY MINE, NOT ONLY YOURS, BUT ITS OURS.
Shurti forgive me for copying your stuff.
Good luck for doing such a peaceful work.
There are two ways to VOTE:
1) Online Voting be visiting http://www.new7wonders.com/index.php
2) Send text TAJ and send it to 4567
We are not realizing, millions of people earn their bread and butter only from TAJ MAHAL. I'm really disappointed the way our Government is promoting this, time is running out, results will be out on 7th July.
Let's wrack our brains and spread this message to all. Ideas are more the welcome
TAJ, is INDIA PRIDE and MUST be part of 7 WONDERS OF THE WORLD.Labels: 7 Wonders, Agra, India, Taj Mahal, World
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Sometimes you let lose.
Just let them flow.
out of control
purposeless
The conspicious quink
runs down the smooth, white
executive bond.
Let it spill.
Track down forbidden interiors
Of your sub-concious mind
And suddenly it is all there
In Blue & White
The things you've been
running away from..
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
A thunderous silence
breaks through my thoughts.
What was once many great ideas
is now a triumph, lost.
Like, I am loser !
Baffling words tumble through my mind.
Reflections of darkness hover.
A disturbing peacefulness beckons to me,
and inside myself, I take cover.
What would it be like to stay there forever?
To be lost in all my cares?
From the inside, looking out -
Sometimes, I cry silent tears.
breaks through my thoughts.
What was once many great ideas
is now a triumph, lost.
Like, I am loser !
Baffling words tumble through my mind.
Reflections of darkness hover.
A disturbing peacefulness beckons to me,
and inside myself, I take cover.
What would it be like to stay there forever?
To be lost in all my cares?
From the inside, looking out -
Sometimes, I cry silent tears.
Friday, June 1, 2007
I get real quiet
and listen...
until the silence is deafening.
Silence speaks
in her own tongue.
To hear what she says,
listen carefully.
She's an enchanting rhythm
that goes on and on.
If you tune into her frequency,
she will lead you to the point
between the past and the future,
where they cancel each other out.
Think of a tuning fork.
Sense its' vibrations.
Feel your body
tune to the fork.
The hum.
Hear it grip your ears
your attention
your mind.
Maybe She loves you.
The Hum,
this resonance of being...
There is an intelligence
in the Rhythm.
If you would hear
she'd tell you that she loves you.
She's telling you right now.
to this sacred song
of Silence
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