orkuddiction

ownership a profession
activity a trophy won
those days are never gone
and orkut now is an obsession

small profiles, long profiles,
changing dps, unchanging smiles,
down the way on orkut land,
i walked thousands of miles,

no. of friends is the goal we set,
yet unknowns requests were things we hate,
fake profiles, funny styles,
in the end we got some friends, to chat..

feeling high, coming online for celebration,
feeling low, then to kill the tension,
the platform to share so many hidden pains,
exploring down the friendship chains..

testimonials inspired passion
no. of fans became a fashion
keeping track of all virtual action
and orkut now is an addiction

[dps-display pics]

will I ever change

from the start
to the end
making friends, owning communities
is that my achievement...

the months past away,
the years cruised fast,
looking at shining sun,
will there be a new start ??

sea shore, water all over,
singing river, losing her identity,
looking at past, gathering memoirs,
to mys3lf, I feel pity....

high mountains, warm air,
singing birds, not strange
Why do I hate myself
Will I ever change ?

dedicated to orkut

chahat thi mere dil ki jo
chah kar bhi na bhul paaya mein
socha dur rahunga maheeno tak
ghanto me laut aaya mein

hissa ban chuki thi mere dimaag ki jo,
usse dur rehne ki thi maine thaani,
par har ek pal, har ek ghadi,
uske bin jeena to jaise, jeevan bin pani


(this one's dedicated to lovely orkut (not buyukotten))