Days of Our Lives - Powered by Facebook

Memoirs…  the beauty of the memoirs… they can be revisited.. time & again… you can smile.. remember… imagine… It such a mix of emotion… to walk through the times that you don’t remember… the times that you did witness but can’t seem to recall right now… like your childhood… like when you were smashed beyond everything… those were the days of our lives… eat.. play… sleep… repeat… I love to walk through m when im sad.. when im happy.. when im lonely… when im angry… when I feel that nobody loves me… & that I make no difference to no one.. & that im a useless pc. of shit… cuz I did some shit behind me man… & that gives me the strength to get back up… do some more worthwhile shit again.. to smile *YET* again!

Pictures.. the reminders of our past… or memories captured… That is our 1 day old angel… awwwww *mmmmuah…  left profile… *click… right profile *click… sleeping *click… in gramma’s lap *click… kissing mum *clicccccck… in between mum & dad *flashyyyy… with the fav toy *click… with aunt.. with uncle.. with relatives.. having a feed… making faces… with cat… you have a million pictures by the time you’re 1 yr old… 1^st bdy… click click click… billion clicks… when I was a kid… the cameras had a roll… so we waited the perfect moment for a click… now… you can take a bazillion clicks & upload m up on FB…

It is the electronic age & everything can be found on a 3.5” palm top (yes, i mean the iPhone.. yea m a showoff)… your lives... in my palm... from when one was married… to their honeymoon.. intricate details such as entangled legs on the bed that they made love on… the animal shapes of the towels placed beautifully on their beds… the rose petals… the washroom they took a shower in (in my head – together)… maybe even a cozy picture that screams we made out right after this click… who kartay huye bhi upload kar do bhai *dammit, leave some territories not for my imagination… the kids’ pictures from day 1 till they themselves have a FB account… 1 yr bdy bash… 1^st day at play school.. 1^st day at the real school… move on from pictures… 63,206 characters written memoirs… im happy status… im sad status.. all guys are asshole status… no woman can be trusted status… im single yet again… im engaged…. The finger to you all… I love you all… im sexy & I know it… im in love again & the world is beautiful… everyone has to die one day… Life is a bitch… karma is the hound…  & ITS COMING FOR YOU!!! 

like a song.. *share it with the whole world… got a deal... *sell it to others…
Awesome speeches by some awesome speakers with awesome messages – *notes to the whole world.. whats on my mind you may ask??? Everything… it works all the time… so here goes my status.. songs as statuses… boss screwing my happiness… gf dusn let me work, y dusn she understand hunger triumphs love… then there are tags… was with my best buddies *tag*tag*tag*tag*tag*tag *(FB only allows tagging 6 ppl in the status, but I love you all)… finally going vaishno devi *location tag… at work *tag… at home for a change *tag… after 3 days of constipation, you’re such a relief *poty tag*… I may sound like a hypocrite, but I too love facebook, i would even share this post via FB… & I do my share of status & tags & likes & uploads… all im saying is… love facebook… but connect with people more - PERSONALLY!!! cuz RIGHT NOW, the world is a witness to our lives… every year… every month… every day… sometimes every minutes… sometimes multiple times in a minute… Welcome to the days of our lives.. Powered by FACEBOOK!!!