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'Life's a strange game.. another set of rulz changed...'

A friend of mine, DJ, had this as her status message on gtalk quite sometime back. I thought it was pretty meaningful and asked her if I could write on this. She allowed. I was pretty happy and saved it in my draft messages, kind of those at which you would like coming to take a look time and again, then think - someday may be... and then forget after paying your homage. Draft messages in many gmail accounts become akin to prostitutes thus. Weird comparision, but yeah well. He he...Here I am writing on it.

life's a strange game
another set of rulz changed

i liked to draw
rulz changed
course books remained d ones i saw

i liked to play
rulz changed
away from court exams forced me to stay

i liked to collect stamps
rulz changed
they lie dying in the cupboard at my home's ramp

i liked fiction
rulz changed
life said it was fact
and i offered no friction

and they keep changing
all those rulz
more u apply
more u r fools

Comments

  1. Interesting... someone show this to the education board?

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  2. hi Himashu.. i really liked the part
    " i liked fiction..."

    good that you took up this status msg.. [:)]

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