Hey !!!!!.. whats gng dere ???
Wow !!...i guess its Audi no yaar Honda civic
Wow yaar
when i will have Mine.... :(!!!!!
This was History . When every time a car pases me and i try to recognize each nd every car for sake of no reason..
Today i got my first , ya the one for which i was waiting from years and the best thing with that would be it will have my name
and now no more asking which car is this??? ::)
It was not the easy journey though till getting in my hands..Anyways ...i also came to know more abt myself in mid..:)
Its really a strange feeling when u owe your dream and it come true in front of your eyes...
My White Car :Expression of me, my mind.
Now in my hand and its awsome to have one...
Today i am feeling as if i have completed one more link from "chain of my dreams".
(Based on sombodyelse feeling)
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!