Saturday, May 14, 2011

Hu 1 Atvayelo Engineer

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 4:51 PM

Hu 1 Atvayelo Engineer...

Metal na molding ma
Keyboard na F1 ma
Civil na scale ma
Drafter na drawing ma
Project ni padojan ma
Washroom na darpan ma,
HU 1...


Submissin na sensex ma
Viva na vivah ma
Girls na gappa ma
GF na dupatta ma
Madamo ni maya ma
Result na saya mA
Dreamgirls na dreams ma
HU 1..

2nd life na virtual world ma
Orkut ni kadakut ma
FB par na face readin ma
Dosto ni dosti ma
Clg ni masti ma
percentage na poker ma
Tanhai ni tin patti mA
Gaming na gupt gyan ma
Chating ni charas ma
Ne ant ma
Clg puri thata
MITRO GUMAVA NI CHINTA MA..
Hu 1 atvayelo ENGg.!!

 

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Saturday, April 23, 2011

Cyber LuV

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 1:27 PM

Ho Gayee Galti Hamsee Click Ho Gaya Mouse
Dunya Ki Parwa Chhodo Ban Jaoo Meri Spouse

Tum See Mila Mein Kal To Mere Dil Mein Hua Ek Sound
Lekin Ajj Tum Mili To Kehta Hai Your File Not Found !

Ab Aur Kaho Na Tum ” But ” Ya ” If ” Tum Ho Meri Zindagi Ki Animated Gif
Aisa Bhi Nahi Hai Kee , I Dont Like Your Face
Par Dil Kee Computer Mein Nahi Hai Enough Disk Space !

Ghar See Nikalti Ho Tum Jab Pehan Kee Evening Gown
Too Many Request See Ho Jata Hai Server Down

Tumharee Liyee Pyaar Ki Application , Creat Mein Karoonga
Tum Usse Debug Karna Wait Mein Karoonga

Tumhara Intezaar Karte Karte Mein So Gaya !
Yeh Dekho Mera Connecting Time Out Ho Gaya….

 

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Friday, April 8, 2011

LuV..

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 10:24 AM


Love IS When Mom Kisses Me.


Love IS When Dad Looks At Me That One Day He Will Sit On couch Watching TV
'n
I Will Come Back From Work
'n Saying “Dad,Still You Haven't Sleep Yet”


Love IS When My Sister-in-law Will Say
Hey Brother, I Have Seen A Girl For You.


Love IS When My Sister While Doing My Work Will Say
“When I Will Get Merried Who Will Do Your Work?”


Love IS When I Am Doing My Work My Brother say
“Leave It Dear,Let's Go For Treat”


Love IS When My Best Friend Say “I Always Miss You”


“Love IS To Feel The Relations”

 

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Friday, April 1, 2011

I want LuV

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 10:05 AM

I want a love, anyway, any color.
This love can be high, may be low, blond or brown, the big nose or small.
I want a love delighted, smiling and funny.
He may have long hair, it can even be a short one, can have big eyes and little ones.
I want to love a husky voice, to look deep and sensual.
Must be a love full of personality, full of charm and vivacity.
Looking for a casual love, crazy and daring.
I want a love child, who play with me, take me to delirium and leave me in danger.
I want a crazy love, crazy not cling to the past.
I need a lover dressed as a clown, playing carnival, and shouting his love.
I need anyway, most urgently to end this my grace.
So I want a love that fills me with jealousy and then cover me with perfume,
more intense flavors, may be Chanel or Dior.
I want, I need a love those movies, soap opera, sitcom, full of mysteries and anecdotes.
I want a love, simple or important, a love to make soap balls with me,
take my hand, smile my smile and believe in what I say.
I want a love to ride a seesaw, running in the rain, stepping into the puddle,
eat brigadier, dirty and then lick his finger and slowly, making charm.
I want love, unexpectedly, that escape me, I lace up in arms with their hugs.
I need a staggering love, those creepy, a love that knows cry, dance and sing.
I want a love that has a kiss full of desire, when you touch me makes me shiver,
and my body don't want to wake up.
I want a love seen ... and if you want, this love could

 

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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Life - Facebook...

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 8:20 PM


Life IS Much Like Facebook...
People Will Like Your Problems 'n Comment
But No one Gonaa Solve Them...
Because
Everybody Seems So Busy In Updating Their Own.. !

 

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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Still I Rise..

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 9:29 AM


 You may write me down in history 
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes, 
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise 

Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. 

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise 

Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise. 

~ Maya Angelou

 

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Sunday, March 13, 2011

The Key To Friendship...

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 5:38 PM

It's Not In The Hand You Hold,
But How You Hold The Hand.

It's Not In The Tears You Dry,
But All The Reasons Why.

It's Not How You Make A Person Smile
But Whether Or Not It's WorthWhile.

It's Not In The Conversation,
But In The Way You Listen.

It's Not In The Laughter,
But What Comes Before And Everything After.

The Key To Friendship..
Is Not In Two People Relating,
But In Two Hearts communicating

 

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Sunday, March 6, 2011

Kisi Google Talk ko Tera Intezaar...

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 7:53 PM

Kisi Google Talk Ko Teraa Intezaar Aaj Bhi Hai
Kahaan Ho Tum Ke Ye Net Beqarar Aaj Bhi Hai.

Woh Mails ... Woh Chats ... Ke Hum Milte Thai Jahaan
Mere Chat Ka Font-O-Color Wahan Aaj Bhi Hai .

Kisi Google Talk Ko Teraa Intezaar Aaj Bhi Hai
Na Poocho Kitne Hum Net Ke Hours Laaye Hain .

Ke Jiss Par Mera Google Talk Weeran Aaj Bhi Hai
Kisi Google Talk Ko Teraa Intezaar Aaj Bhi Hai .

Woh Chat Jiss Ke Liye Humne Chor Di Cricket
Hamare Hard-Drive Main Wo Chat Save Aaj Bhi Hai ...

Kisi Google Talk Ko Teraa Intezaar Aaj Bhi Hai
Kahaan Ho Tum Ke Ye Net Beqarar Aaj Bhi Hai...

 

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Saturday, March 5, 2011

1 sided LuV..

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 10:31 AM


A short story-One day god send a chair to Two Lovers...
The speciality of that chair was that the person sitting on it if says TRUTH,Then the GREEN lite would blink 'n if person sitting on it says LIE,Then RED lite would blink....
Boy sat on the chair..

GIRL-Do you LOVE me?

BOY-Yes I love You...(RED lite blinks..) :(

GIRL-Don't worry there will be mistake dne by god..!!
I'll ask You again 'n then We'll see what Will happen...

GIRL-Do You LOVE me?

BOY-yes I love you... (GREEN light blinks) :)

Do you know what happened when First Time the Girl asked,
The boy actually was NOT IN LOVE with her...
he LIED ..
But when girl showed her trust on the boy...
That boy truly started LOVING the girl....:)

Thats LOVE.. !

Moral Of The Story-
"One Sided Love Can Win Too... If You Show Your Trust.. ! :))

 

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Friday, March 4, 2011

I hate U

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 10:04 AM

Sometimes I hate you
BUt yes I do love you

Sometimes I want to get you out of my head
So I wont feel the pains that you given to my heart

Sometimes I woke up from my dream
And face reality with pains

Sometimes I missing you
More than anything in me

Sometimes I want you
but everytime I wish you hurts me more....

 

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Thursday, February 24, 2011

Muhobbat ka Ehsaas

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 2:16 PM


Tum muhobbat ka khubsurat ehsas ho,
Ya mere dil me dabi koi aas ho..!
Aankhon se khi aur dil me utar gai,
Tum chahta `bhari koi bat ho..!
Manga tha jise rat din dua o me,
Tum khuda ki di hui hasin saugat ho..!
Jo na samhalte the tumhe dekh kar e hamnashi,
Tum mere hi dil ke koi khubsurat jazbat ho..!
Har mehfil me nazaren tumhe dhudhati rhi,
Use kya pata, tum yhin sanson ke aas pas ho..!
Roshan ho jae zindagi jise dekh kar,
Tum meri aankhon me base mahtab ho…!!

 

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Ehsaas

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 2:14 PM


Pyaar ka meetha “Ehsaas” dilane laga hai tu
Ab to mujh se mujhi ko churane laga hai tu

Teri chahtooN ka chaaya hai saroor is qadar
Har pal har jagah nazar aane laga hai tu

Veeraan thi yeh zindgi tere aane se pehle
Khushiyoon ke sapne mujhe dhikane laga hai tu

Har pal mujhe hota hai bas tera hi “Ehsaas”
Is qadar meri saansoN mein samaane laga hai tu

Ek pal ki bhi doori seh nahi paata hoon main
Hoke juda kyun mujhe azmaane laga hai tu

Raah chalte hue aksar hota hai yeh gumaan
Ke ban saaya saath mere aane laga hai tu

Naam koi bhi looN to naam aaye tera labooN pe
Ban ke jadu meri rooh mein samaane laga hai tu

Teri yadoon se hi aksar hota hai dil munawwar mera
Ghul ke saath lahoo ke nas nas mein samaane laga hai tu

Jaane kaun si dor hai teri aur kheench le jaati hai
Mujh ko apna deewana banaane laga hai tu

Tasvvur mein aksar hota hai yeh mehsoos mujhey
Chorr k duniya meri baNhooN mein samaane laga hai tu

Yeh to bata ke kya naam dooN iss deewangi ko
Bechain kar ke har lamha mujhey tadpaane laga hai tu

Tere khayalooN se mehekne lagti hai zindagi meri
Mere zehn-o-dil pe is qadar chhaane laga hai tu

Yeh masoomiyat yeh bholapan yeh saadgi teri
Mujh ko har adaa se ab satane laga hai tu

Zeest ke rahooN mein dhoop thi har taraf
Apney pyaar ki barish ko barsane laga hai tu

Kya is baat ka tujhey “Ehsaas” hai “Jaan”
Mere har sher mein har Gazal mein aane laga hai tu..

 

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Sunday, February 13, 2011

C L I C K

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 11:15 AM


C.L.I.C.K. means :

C= cant live without u
L= love u
I= i miss u
C= care about u
K= kiss from my heart 2 u
So whenever u miss me just say CLICK...

 

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Sunday, January 23, 2011

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 8:42 PM


A boy lived wid his Roommate,
Who was a girl..His mom visitd him Oneday.
At the dinner,
seeing the chemistry
See doubts thers somemthing between them.
She asks but he refuses.
Than Mom leaves..
The girl complaind that her favorite Silver jar is missing since mom left..
Boy askd mom:
I am not saying you did steal the jar,
also I am not saying you did not.
But its missing since you joined us 4 dinner..

Mom replied:
I am not saying you do sleep with her,
Also i am not saying you Do Not.
But if She had slept on her own bed,
She would have found it under her pillow..!

MoRaL- Cheatng
M0M is realy
" ImP0ssiBLe "

 

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Ek Ehsaas

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 12:13 PM


Ajeeb sa dil me ek ehsaas hai…
Lagta hai milne wala tohfa kuchh khas hai…
Na khel iss dil se iss kadar ae khuda…
Aaj bas me nahi hamare jazbaat hain…


Kabhi lagta hai dur hai to kabhi lagta paas hai…
Mausam me na jane kya baat hai…
Dil jhoom uthta hai achanak aise…
Jaise koi har waqt dil ke paas hai…
Na khel iss dil se iss kadar ae khuda…
Aaj bas me nahi hamare jazbaat hain…


Shayar ban baithe hai yuhi ya isme bhi koi baat hai…
Dil nahi samajhta jane kya raaz hai…
Koi bata de hume zara…
Uljhan yeh din raat hai…
Na khel iss dil se iss kadar ae khuda…
Aaj bas me nahi hamare jazbaat hai…

 

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Monday, January 17, 2011

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 2:25 PM


Every Girl Wants A Guy
Who Hugs Her When They're Watching A Scary Or Romantic Movie,
Who Gives Her His Jacket Even When He Himself Is Feeling Cold,
Who Will Always Be The One To Make Her Laugh,
Most Importantly He Will Love Her For Who She Is !

That Guy Is What Google Calls "No Result Found" ..!! :) :D

 

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Thursday, January 13, 2011

facebook

0 comments Posted by Hardik Zala at 12:33 PM

“FACEBOOK Ki Yadain..”
Woh Apne Status Ko Khud Hi LIKE Krna,

Woh Apni D.P Ko Khud Hi NICE Kehna,
Woh Apne LINK KO Khud Hi AWESOME Kehna,

Woh Raat Bhar CHAT Pe Baatain,
Woh Lover Of The Day Mai Jan Booj K Selection Karna…

Ab Na Wo Din Rahay Na Raatain, 
Kuch Raha To Bas Aankhon Mai Apni PROFILE Or Chat Ki Yadain
Please Comment :-P

 

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