Dear Friend, I beg your pardon for dropping you to this page. This is to intimate you that there is nothing I can help you in this matter. Please take some pain and search the query you asked me yourself. I know its really hard for you to search even the easiest thing over the internet. But really it will be helpful to me if you can search whatever you are asking to me....

To start with, you should know Human wants are unlimited, so its almost impossible to satisfy any human being. If one think from positive side, human need to be unsatisfied, else our race will never go ahead! It was only unsatisfied desire of human, that we have aeroplane to mobile to all latest technology which you can imagine. But sometime for a developer like me, feel it very irritating. Let me tell you one short incident or call it a story, to understand the situation....

Finally I learned why I’m forever alone. Main reason behind being alone is I was unable to balance life between my online life and offline life. Meanwhile being alone is nice because no one disturb you 😛 so I’m liking it.

Here is one of nice poem by my best friend Anurag 😃 aaj bas, yahin pe, iss jagah… ye peeli si roshni, hai ye meri hamsafar, baithte hain hum yahaan, saare jahaan ko chod kar, aaj bas, yahin pe, iss jagah… bachpan tha beeta khushion ke bich, pyaar ke saaye mein main bada hua, aaj bas, yahin pe, iss jagah… hote the hum bhi bade manchale, humse bada koi kahaan hua,...

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startupquote: Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn’t matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we’ve done something wonderful, that’s what matters to me. - Steve Jobs (Steve Jobs Special Issue #1)

An arrow can be shot only by pulling it backwards. So whenever life pulls you back, don’t worry, it is going to lead you to the victory!

Yesterday, Thu Sep 22 2011, while I was tweeting and browsing the Internet, one of my friend, Deepak Agarwal ( at the time of writing this post his id is @dpk_ag) posted image of this poem. This poem is written by Miss Sidra Siddique, a class 9 student, dedicating to her heavenly aboded father. My condolence with the poor girl. May his father rests in peace! My Lost Treasure Laid in bare emptiness, I'm clouded with sheer helplessness, I saw him lying dead, here, After the wink of an eye he's no more here, The person from whom I'd learn to walk, loosing him forever is a profound shock....

To start this epic story of Rajesh, let me clear what FML means(for our n00b readers). According to Urban Dictionary “an acronym for Fuck My Life, but also the name of a popular website, where people post their embarrassing stories.”. So in short this is one of the most funny and embarrassing story of our dearest kid Pandu. I still remember it was one good evening of Tuesday, June the 21, 2011....

This is one of my favorite song. Let me share some of the best cover of it I found 😃