tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-304788002011-04-21T12:34:16.052-07:00sameerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13976667405998035708noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30478800.post-1151665340869130932006-06-30T03:12:00.000-07:002006-06-30T04:14:24.186-07:00<span style="color:#cccccc;">"Mirror mirror on the wall......."...a day on the verge of extinction...a day which had just began...sitting in the room on your bed...a packet of ciggeretts and a lighter on your right...you light one.....guess some moments all for yourself.....no....not when u have that mirror on the walll staring on .....is that you..... or....<br />Time....they call its all powerfull...vanquished the greats, created and destroyed civilizations...every sec...every min ..every hour....are they making you gain something...or is it you being destroyed by...time. ...your first words....your first steps....times when you run all over the house..your mom after you...the kites...the toys..all were your precious possesions...that small bed where you slept after the days play....your first school....your frens...all r a gift of time...you grow up, the world is in front of you...and you are ready to conqure it...times you have won..times you have lost...time goes on....you have outnumbered ur defeats....you have that "successful" tag behind u......no..not when you have that mirror on the wall staring on....is that you..... or.....<br />You throw the ciggrette away...it has left a burning mark on ur fingers....u look up to the mirror...you feel..was that your carelessness....or a stamp of time.....the mirror keeps staring at you...is that you who is successfull or is that you whose is a loser in the hands of time.....the mirror still stares on.......<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30478800-115166534086913093?l=mirrorimage-sameer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sameerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13976667405998035708noreply@blogger.com2