New Technique of suicide

Love is so sweet..

Sweet has sugar..

But more sugar means disease.

That means sugar is poison.

Then what are you waiting for..

Just go and find LOVE..

My Dream House.

As a child,I used to dream of a house, My house.. It was not a usual 3 or 4 block building as everyone likes their homes to be. I like to live in a calm and peaceful place where there are people who are like angels..Well, I am not saying that where I live now is a hell, but I wanna live in a more peaceful place ,where I will have all my friends with me,or atleast some friends with me.

I want my house to be a small one ,with 3 or 4 rooms ,surrounded by a big garden. My house will be colored with my favourite green,violet or some other colors that bring peaceful thoughts to mind.There will be a lot of tres in my garden. Even though i dont plant any flowering plants,there will be almost all flowering plants in my garden ,that grew up themselves.There will be birds in every tree making their chirp-chip voices every now and then.There will be no bounds for my house , for there are no thiefs in and around the place. No one will ever go bare handed , who ever comes to my house. There will be places of my interest , lots of places to sit and marvel ,to enjoy the beautiful nature.I want my house always to be a dream house,so that it will remain in my dreams forever.