One Perfect Something

Ashes!!

2008-09-01T14:00:00.000-07:00

(A poem from a Soul)

You would cry for me,
and I will hear you crying!
But how long will this be?
Will you keep everyone dying?

Lo,I hear another one...
You shall, now, forget me
And I'm not the first one!?
But can that be the last, I plea...

I heard the sound,
the sound that keeps killing;
That laid me to the ground,
never asked and cared my feelings.

It no more hurts me,
'M just the Ashes, already forgotten!
A soul just flying high and free,
Though,somewhere another body has fallen!!

A cry, shall be again heard;
for a body, yet, to be forgotten.
Another ashes join the Herd
But the sound, again You shall listen.

Save the Land of Jewel
Only Bullets, I see everywhere.
Save before it get swept, away by the gale;
and let everyone live without Fear.

With a smile on the face,
With a new air that is fresh...

Military Fashion!!

2008-08-31T10:06:00.000-07:00

It was like easy-to-fit uniforms for the paramilitary.comfortable with their day-to-day life full of combat exercises n operations.But recently it has become a favorite styling element to not only the guys,but to the gals,even.Every one is busy collecting it in their Wardrobes.Cargo-pants!!
Cargo pants is like light to wear,easy to wash...even fashionable,yet comfortable too.The youngsters are after it.With its onset in the fashion,many brands have produced their own composition of cargo pants.The 3-4th cargo is also one its kind.Cargo-pants comes pocketless to 12-pockets,and with varieties of design.
Boys can go fashionable with the T-shirts or even the casual shirts,and can hit any party place.You can go with the shoes, or even fancy floaters. Its easy to flatter,and yet reliable if you get it from a good brand. Gals still can go with their kurtis and tops.It suits with your Corset even,can go with ya bikinis for strolling beyond the water and can show your Power-puff gals' power,too.Any apparels and accessories u own dosen't matter.Wad u wear is ur style, and cargo pant is compatible!!
So,people rush to any of your nearest outlets and grap ur piece and be ready to be a designer of yaself.Flatter yourself.
Branded cargo-pants starts frm 1500 onwards. And for the local brand, its own ur ability to grap at ur pocket happy price.
Manipur,a highly fashionable state of India,has a large market of cargo pant.Price range starts frm 500 onwards,and u can create ur own collections with the different styles avialable in market.Recently,the flea markets too has high quality collection of cargoes from countries like South Korea,China etc. If you happen to visit the state,don't forget to own one of this famous fashion apparel..Cargo pant.

Wake Me

2008-08-20T07:01:00.000-07:00

Wake me

Wake me before I sleep to dead,
'cuz I know I'm not fine:
To myself, I did something really bad,
'cuz I found I'm not in the line.

Am in a dream that I can't leave,
a dream that took me too deep;
A dream that I wished to be beautiful
but now, turned really fearful;

Wake me before I sleep to dead,
'cuz I know I'm not fine.

Am in a dream, I made of my own
a dream I wished, be gone;
A dream that I wished to be dreaming
but now, from it m running.

Wake me before I sleep to dead,
'cuz I know I'm not fine:
To myself, I did something really bad,
'cuz I found I'm not in the line.

Joyraj Waikhom

The Other Side

2008-08-15T23:06:00.000-07:00

(a poem I wrote when i was in 12th class..finally recovered!!)

Had they tried to see? ! -But didn’t! !
But you freshers, see! ! ?
See, the other face of love
It’s not just loving each other
But lots of miseries,
And full of unfaithful bluffs.

At last who ought to be the loser?
Of course, the lovers, who act blind
Time will come, when they’ll know and see
But, then, nothing around them –they’ll find
‘Cause it will be too late
as they’ve already chose their fate

I’m not against love
And I don’t say, it is bad
But when you’re bluffed
Nobody, except you, will be sad

You’ll, then, find no other way
But only the foolish act of suicide!
Mind you! Nobody, for you, will fight
So be careful every time you decide

The sad and the dreadful thoughts
In your mind, will only batter.
But calm down and think
Yes! Just think over the matter

Its yours and take your time
If you want your relation to last
Make it sure, it’s your life
Don’t take the step, too, fast

my GoLdeN Dazz

2008-04-02T06:25:00.000-07:00

Good Lord nevr made us SAD!!

High Scorers of GD

Rojita,Ritu,Sujata n Sid..RRSS..Cheerleaders

i still miss it alot

tHe faMous six......

jAmeS...mOrriSon...sIdhartha...raKeSh..sMaRt...n dats ME,finally

School Days

2008-03-25T23:49:00.000-07:00

I gave myself a pinch to ma memories…..
Trying to recollect those wild school daz…..
Don’tcha miss that?? Wasn’t that one of the most beautiful and wonderful moments for us? Don’t we wish like taking the time back…back to those daz again!! Wearing the well ironed uniforms,putting on the tie,school badge,picking up the bags and waiting for the bus to arrive and reach the school and meet the frens!!
And get ourselves busy planning for the evening drives, sorting out the food-joints to hang out after bunking the tuitions…asking the parents for tuition fees with the extras added to the normal(after calculations!!). how many of us took the exact sum?!!?...hahaha,none of us?!!Rite??
Then returning back home,with a made up face to show the parents their kids are back home after a weary and burden of studies. And searching for excuse, to doze as soon as possible..and anxiously wait for the next day!!
Ah! It was the best part of ma life… how I wish to get back again?! I still wonder if I would, by-chance, get the magic lamp or a deep wishing well,somewhere,where I would drop a coin and my wish get fulfilled. I know God sees everything and had seen everything. Maybe when I die and meet Him,I’ll ask him to show me all those moments again,incase He got it recorded….hahaha. hope He’s listening me now. Plis na…..

2008-03-25T17:11:00.000-07:00

My Childhood Snippet:
Borne to W(o) Joymala Rajkumari and Rajesh Waikhom on 28th February’87, I was the first kid of the Waikhom family, at Thangmeiband Imphal (proud of being that,hahaha)…but I don’t have a good memories of ma childhood!! Images crumble and things diminish with time,and may be because of this ma childhood story is null. But still,lemme try wat I remember.
I don’t remember much of my childhood. Maybe I was borne empty brain, and some unknown elements and supernatural power gave it back to me, lately!! I can’t recollect anything much that happen to me before my 3rd standard, though I have some virtual and faint images left..and so I envy my frens telling me our childhood incidents and pranks. But I remember my Dadou (grandad) was everything to me. Sad thing today he’s not with me, left us all on 8th Dec’08. Dadou used to tell me, he gave my name takin half each from mom and dad!!! Joy from Joymala and raj from Rajesh….hehhe and the JOYRAJ…great na??
So when I look back to those old snaps of my childhood..I know I was the most loved kid in the family, being the first(I told you).and I’ve to cherish my sweet moments of my childhood in photos… relatives, neighbors, and known-one will narrate their verdict of ma childhood, and poor Me I’ve to believe them…I know they are true…and may be because of this I don’t a have a proper image to remember. Being an apple of eye, I remember I spent some hours there, another minutes at another house, and from there to somewhere with another new face..hahaha. so I messed up everything!?? thanx to everyone.
Ma worthy treasures are my childhood frens-Lawrence, Reynold, Thoibnow, Lileshor, Athoi, Ibohanbi, Sanjoy and many more…but today fate and destiny took all of us to our own way..i miss them all a lot….many are still in touch with me,still rocking each others world..Frens were and are my treasures. So frens be in touch with me….
At home I got two siblings, Geetarani (aka Geetu) and Kajol (aka Peeku) and another two from Pabunghan(dad’s b-bro), Nandita (aka Nandu) and Amarjeet (aka Bhai). That’s all I got to scribble for now.
If u’ve got time, go and read much more about me and do post your comments..and plis do recall me of my childhood pranks that I left out here.

Unanswered

2008-02-09T13:49:00.000-08:00

I do guess, and still dared to guess
if what I think is alright.
Questions fly in my mind,
Thinking why all around me fight.

Questions remain still unanswered;
But still searching with the time
To save these people,
From the grip of crime.

Phobia controls all and me
staying in this state of instability,
Everywhere and all around me
is busy showing their ability...

Their abilities to destroy
One’s peace of mind
With no care to see
If everyone, around, is fine

Everyone needs the answer
Much more to do something
And so better wake up
unless we are left with nothing

Wish You Were Here

2008-02-09T13:29:00.000-08:00

(a small poem for u frens whom m missin alot)

The wide oceans before me

Speaks nothing, but gaze.

As I wonder where would you be?

Feeling insecure as I daze

All alone I stand here,

Missing you by my side

And I wished you were here,

Giving me and my life a little guide

Left with nothing, but a worthy treasure

And priceless stock of memories

I bet no one could ever measure

And compare our part of stories

All alone, today, I stand here

In this world, so big and wide

And I still wish you were here

Always and forever by my side