Monday, April 25, 2011

“I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle
I make mistakes but learn from every one
And when it's said and done
I bet this brother be a better one
If I upset you dont stress
Never forget, that God isn't finished with me yet”


Hip hop is a culture a way of lyf..

Coz of it d man who din even luk at his wyfe,

In the GAME he survived

All the violence d GUNZ n d KNIFES…

The word THUG derived

HE defined it and he ARISED….!!

When THUGZ cry hiz blood he shed ,

2PAC the man who grew up wit no bed ,

Fo the muzic he slept without bein fed ,

DOPED til hiz eyes turned red…..

Even with d bulletz he waz KIND…

And with d MUSIC he WROTE, He got on pplz MIND..!

- Hemakshi Upadhya

Save Our Tigers

we'll crave to hear another ROAR...
As the world sleeps , while POACHERS SCORE....
The fierce eyes have turned to scared looks....
As the preyer is preyed into DEADLY hooks..
The Dinosaurs story will itself inact...
But we can change the SCENARIO....the day we ACT..!
- Hemakshi Upadhya

BAN POACHING !!.....Save our NATIONAL ANIMAL..!! Just 1411 left..!

I wanna LIVE it yet again..!!


At the window with a cup of tea in my hand..with the moon so i go down the memory lane..

We met..

We were meant to be i BET..

I live in that bliss..

I remmEber the first time we kissed..

I keep the courage to fight the world for u..

But babie fighting with u..would just shrink me...every moment..

MESSAGES...PICTURES...all i scroll throughtout...

Trying to live those MOMENTS just one more time..

Baby..its just you filling the pages of my life...

I wanna hold on..

I don't wanna let goo

Of those arms which gave me shelter...of those hands that were always on my shoulder...

O i love those MEMORIES..

I want to be apart of them ..YET ONE MORE TIME..




Thursday, July 23, 2009

Hmmm recently i just read this book CHICKEN SOUP FOR THE TEENAHGE SOUL. ..! And people trust me i read this line...thought.. proverb.. it anything..i like it..and probably..learnt a lot from it..
It starts wit..AFTER A WHILE..

After a while you learn the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and
company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises ,
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head
Up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult,
not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if
you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate you own
soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth..!
- Veronica A.Shoffstall
written at age 19

Introoo time..!

Hie guys...this is widely knwn as hemu...i reside in navi mumbai..and thought of...penning..down sumthing abt life..OooOO CRAP..LET ME recorrect it..let me TYPE...all abt pEOPLE..!
I am new to me out guys..!
And hope to have sum fun..blogging..!
Love to all..
Peace be wit you..!