Men want the same thing from their underwear that they want from women:
A little bit of support, and a little bit of freedom.
MY LONG HAIRS - ONLY REMEMBRANCE……
My Long Hairs - Only Remembrance
When I grew my hairs too long,
I thought I should write a song.
Some made me 2 min.maggi,
Some said that u looks like shaggy.
Interestingly, my father made me Sonu Nigam,
A boy used to say ‘OYE!!! MALINGA’
My friends used to say ‘WAH TAJ’
And my one of the friend used to say DRY DUNG
My sister Nisha, used to tie my hairs with lots of rubber bands,
She used to hold my hairs very tightly,
Then I too hold her hairs then we started to fight
I thought how about making rock band with my long hairs,
but I dropped my idea as no one was suitable except me.
I also clicked many photographs to be kept as remembrance,
I used to get excited hearing about my hairs,
My long hairs made me famous, And believe me, they was very gorgeous.
But after some days my dad told me to cut my hairs,
I thought I like my hairs but with a labored ease of loss
I got my hairs trimmed.
When I reach my house all were looking at my hairs,
We laughed a lot. I told my dad I got my hair cut.
He become very happy.
Really I miss my hairs very much.
Sometimes when I remember my hairs,
It looks like hairs have gone too far from me,
And also that pleasure will not come again and again….
But I wish I got that pleasure again……
I MISS U” MY LONG HAIRS- ONLY REMEMBRANCE…..
(Source: vishalsinghblog.blogspot.com)




