this poem is about a girl expressing a feelings when rain comes.....

Loser...who?....me?...Yes i m a loser, so as every one is. At least i m not denying the fact of being a loser. I m a loser.... so what ? it doesn't make any diffrence to me and to the people around me. My family and my friends still loves me. One of the universal truth is that everyone is a loser in a way or the other. Almost every successfulman hastastedfailure at least once in his/her life.    It is not about being a loser it is about accepting the fact and still believing in self. A student who has been kicked ...

Friends... All of us have them ... Each individual we come across in our lives are so very different and so very unique... Some stay on...while some leave memories ... Whatever be, for a moment atleast, they shared our journey called life... Though we may not be in touch with all of them, we tend to think of each of them...somewhere, sometime...and aren't those memories precious...? This poem of mine, goes out to all my friends...with whom I've shared some of the best moments of my life

No body  can  probe  a  woman's  mind  to  know  what's  cooking  there !