THE FACE OF THE REAL WORLD: DIARY OF A BABY

Saturday, 2 July 2011

DIARY OF A BABY

15Jun:- I get attached with ovary.

17Jun:- I m a tissue now.
30Jun:- Mom said 2 dad, 'u r going 2 be a father'
MOM-DAD R VRY HAPY

15Jul:- My food is wht my mum eats.
15Sep:- I cn feel my hrtbeat.
14Oct:- I hv little hands, legs, head n a stomach.
13Nov:- Today i ws in an ultrascan.
Wow! I m a girl.

14Nov:- I was DEAD!

My mom n dad killed me..

WHY? :(

Is it just becoz i was a girl?
People love 2 hv a MOTHER, A WIFE, N OF COURSE A GIRLFRIEND TOO THN WHY NOT A DAUGHTER ?

3 comments:

Sanjay2 July 2011 at 22:52
Nice diary !
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dinesh2 July 2011 at 22:52
save girl
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dinesh2 July 2011 at 22:53
nandini agar ladkiya 100 mese 60 ho to kitna maja aaye
save girl
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INDIAN NATIONAL ANTHEM

Indian National Anthem

The song Jana Gana Mana, composed by Rabindranath Tagore, was adopted by the Constituent Assembly as the National Anthem of lndia on 24 January 1950. It was first sung on 27 December 1911 at the Calcutta session of the Indian National Congress. The complete song consists of five stanzas. The first stanza consists of the full version of the national anthem. It reads:

Jana-gana-mana-adhinayaka, jaya he
Bharata-bhagya-vidhata
Punjab-Sindhu-Gujarata-Maratha-
Dravida-Utkala-Banga
Vindhya-Himachala-Yamuna-Ganga
Uchchala-Jaladhi-taranga
Tava shubha name jage
Tava shubha ashish maange
Gahe tava jaya-gatha
Jana-gana-mangala-dayaka jaya he
Bharata-bhagya-vidhata
Jaya he, jaya he, jaya he
Jaya jaya jaya, jaya he !

Playing time of the full version of the National Anthem is approximately 52 seconds. A short version consisting of first and last lines of the stanza (playing time approx. 20 seconds) is also played on certain occasions. The following is Tagore's English rendering of this stanza:

Thou art the rulers of the minds of all people,
dispenser of India's destiny.
Thy name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sind, Gujarat and Maratha,
Of the Dravida and Orissa and Bengal;
It echoes in the hills of the Vindhyas and Himalayas,
mingles in the music of Yamuna and
Ganga and is chanted by the waves of the Indian Sea.
They pray for thy blessings and sing thy praise.
The saving of all people waits in thy hand,
thou dispenser of India's destiny,
Victory, victory, victory to thee.

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